A childhood friend took me out for touristy stuff and all cause it was my first time in New York. He insisted on paying for everything that day and when it got late, dropped me all the way to the other side of the city so that I'd return safely to my cousin's place. He just does small nice things pretty much all the time and it just made me glad to have known someone like him.
That was, until he kissed me and when I pushed him off, he said, "There ain't no such thing as free lunch!"
So that was basically the end of that friendship.
When I was in sixth grade, I hung out with this group of kids in our apartment complex, most of them much older than I was. One of the kids, Chad, would separate me from the group and corner me for a kiss all the time, telling me I owed him because his mom had me over for dinner.
He said, "We take care of you, don't we? Take care me."
Gross, I never did it.
I liked this guy, let's call him Nick, and Nick and I had been flirting back and forth but I wasn't sure if it was going to become anything and I didn't really know how he felt or what we were.
At the same time there was this other guy, we'll call him Ash, and he kept trying to ask me out. I would straight up say 'No' and he kept asking for a reason and I didn't really want to tell him that I liked another guy and screw up my chances. He kept trying to tell me about how he was a nice guy and wouldn't leave me alone.
About two weeks later Nick asked me out and once Ash got word of that, he was so mad at me. We were never really friends, so it wasn't that bad but more of annoying because he kept complaining after that that "Nice guys finish last" Like no, you pretty much tried to harass me into saying yes to a date when I told you 'No.'
I was potentially interested in an acquaintance. I spent some time with him, decided I didn't want to date him, said 'no' when he asked me out. He kept calling me up to tell me he could see I was broken and he was going to 'save me.'
A guy I was friends with when I was in 5th grade and he was in 8th adds me on FB once I hit 16 and immediately asks me if I was down to date. When I refused to answer him, he was upset because he was such a nice guy and we had 'been friends so long' even though I only knew him for a year a long time ago.
I went out after work in London with friends and caught the last late train back out to where I lived. I was pretty drunk and somehow managed to fall asleep and miss my stop. I started panicking, crying and realised that my phone battery was dead and I didn't have my friends' numbers written down. Basically I was stuck roughly 80 miles from home, in the middle of the night, drunk.
Anyways, I'm cursing my own stupidity when an older man on the train wearing a suit walks over and asks if I'm okay. I explain my predicament and he says not to worry, he's getting off at the next stop and will show me to the taxi rank. I was a little bit wary of him but I didn't have too many options so he got off the train and he put me in the taxi. After an hour and a half taxi ride I arrive back home and ask the taxi to stop while I attempt to withdraw £200 from the ATM. He just smiled and said "don't worry Miss, your friend has put this fare on his account"
It bothered me for ages that I never got to thank that man. What a legend, I hope I get to pay it forward one day.
This just happened. There is a guy I had dated last year briefly, (just for background I'm a 40 year old single mom, he is exactly 10 years older. We share a birthday) I ended it because I couldn't deal with his constant bragging about all the women in their 20's that he had been with.
Anyway he found me on Facebook somehow and messaged me. I told him thanks, but no thanks, I have a lot going on, I'm having a biopsy done this week to check for uterine cancer. I will be having a hysterectomy regardless of the outcome and I really don't want to date anyone until I'm healed and back on my feet. He wouldn't leave me alone until I agreed to have lunch with him so I figured how bad could lunch be. He spent the whole time telling me how he had changed and he wants to be there for me through everything, come stay with him. He kept at it and finally I agreed.
I don't have a car so he brought his truck for our stuff and off we went. And once we were at his place the "nice guy" mask was off and a four day nightmare began. I wasn't allowed to leave the house for anything. He kept a running dialog about how nice he is to do this for me and how I'm just an idiot that can't keep a man. My kids were better off without me, he could do so much better but felt bad for me and so much more.
I was trapped, I had packed my kids up to go stay with this jerk because I thought I would be able to relax and not stress. Instead I was put through the worst verbal abuse I have ever been through. I had to plan an escape so I texted a friend that has a truck and told him what was happening. I waited until he went to work and got the heck out of there.
My kids and I are safe at home, I had to block his number because once he realized that we left he kept texting horrible things. His ego is bruised and he wants me to suffer for it. Never again will I believe a man that says he is "nice" or that has to convince me that he has "changed". If it didn't work out the first time there isn't much chance it will now.
I was young and started a new part time job. One of the guys who worked there took an interest in me. He was cute but very shy and quiet. We started talking and after a few months had our first date. We dated for roughly 2 months before we slept together. He came over the next day and said he was getting back together with his ex, so we couldn't see each other anymore. He said our time together was mainly about getting physical so it shouldn't be a big deal that we still worked together.
Turns out he had broken up with his ex the day of or before our first date. The creepiest part is that he had worked at that job for months before I did and never mentioned to anyone that he had a girlfriend. He had intended to cheat/ replace her before he even had someone in mind. Now he's been single forever and still posts on Facebook about how women don't appreciate him or overlook him despite all he has to offer.
I had a new job -- I was a data-entry monkey and was just getting used to the company. One day in the cafeteria, a guy introduced himself to me. He seemed pretty nice, honestly. I think we could have been good friends.
Anyway, we had this Skype-type program to talk to each other. The first time he chatted me I chatted back for a few minutes. No big deal.
But then he started chatting me all the time. Like, all the time. My supervisor would be there training me and I would have to be repeatedly closing the window on him and typing to him "in training" and he would still be chatting to me. He wouldn't take no for an answer. One time he said "it's not as if I'm asking you to commit genocide or anything, just to chat with me." If I ignored him he would wait maybe 15 minutes and send me another message.
He also started offering me really expensive teas -- I think because in the cafeteria I had said I liked tea. That's what I had been there to get. He called us the tea club. I tried to not accept them, but he would show up at my cubicle with cups of tea and literally leave them there. One time he told me he had spent a third of his month's pay on a new type of tea-leaf for us to try. I was horrified.
Luckily the Skype program saved literally all of our conversations, so one day I just printed them all out and brought them to HR. Most of them were him asking for me to chat and me ignoring him. I was worried that it was going to be a horrible, awkward meeting and I really did feel awful about telling on him, but HR was really nice. It turns out they already had several similar complaints, so he was fired the next week. Sorry, tea-guy. I hope you find the tea-girl for you. But it wasn't me, and I needed you to accept that.
I met a guy, let's call him Dan on Facebook. We had mutual friends in common, they vouched for him, and the chats we had were innocently about bands, movies, the best location for hot chocolate. We were both 23.
I went away to the US for 6 weeks, and he was "curious" about what it was like there, so the chatting intensified, with me sharing photos of different places and anecdotes about what I'd been up to. When I got home, I agreed to go on a date with him to get hot chocolate. He insisted the only day that worked was the day I'd arrived home, after a 28 hour flight. I agreed, but said it would have to be short. He ended up driving us over an hour away to get hot chocolate (warning flag 1) and then a further hour to get a nice view of the city (warning flag 2). I was nervous, but too tired to really complain, and all he did was play with my hair.
After that, he'd message me every 5 minutes, and insist on calling each night. A week later I had to get surgery on my shoulder. My mum couldn't take me to the hospital, so he said he'd give me a lift. When I was there, I kept saying he'd better go, and he just...lingered. The nurse came in and said to get changed into a hospital gown. HE WOULDN'T LEAVE THE CUBICLE. He said he'd, "see everything eventually" and so I shouldn't be shy, and to let him help me undress. I kept asking him to leave, and eventually had to call the nurse to call security to get him to leave.
When I woke up Dan had blown up my phone with messages (200+) that started off nice, "I hope your surgery goes well, sweetheart. I love you" to, "hit me back ASAP" to, "I'm sorry, I'm just worried about your surgery. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. You're the very best thing that's ever happened to me, and I love you so much".
That freaked me out, and I sent a text that just said, "Leave me alone, please", and then never replied. Dan showed up at the hospital in the morning, and I just pretended to be asleep. He stayed for 4 hours. Each time the nurse came in I just pretended to be out of it, then pass back out.
He'd wait outside my house for hours for weeks afterwards. He bought us tickets to go to America, promised a fully paid trip including a trip to Vegas, because he didn't want to wait to get married. I'd physically hung out with him twice.
During middle school, I used to sit with a group of friends at lunch and we would play trivia games. Anyway this guy, I'll call him "John" would play with us- he was more or less part of our circle of friends and basically ran the whole trivia game, sometimes he would even bring small prizes such as packs of gum or Hershey kisses for the winner, no one ever asked him to, he just did. He was also always really nice, he would text me constantly and we would share personal things, venting and offering advice.
Anyway fast forward to the beginning of 9th grade, I had just broken up with my middle school boyfriend and started talking to another guy. John happened to drive by one time while we were walking around and immediately texted me about it, practically blackmailing me that he would tell all my friends I had "cheated" and that if I wanted him to not then we needed to grab a cup of coffee together and I needed to explain the situation to him (which I did l, over text).
Fast forward some more and I'm now dating the guy I had been talking to and John is still talking to me about his problems and doing what friends should do when out of nowhere things get weird. He later texted me multiple times telling me why he should be allowed to "see more" and how he was better than my boyfriend and would treat me better and we already talk about our problems etc etc. I said no on multiple occasions and he just would not take it.
This guy I used to see around town at different events had evidently built me up in his mind and it was pretty confusing at first then scary. I saw him probably 2-3 times a week at different shows /hangouts but we never exchanged a word. Someone introduced us once but then we both moved on.
Eventually the guy starts sending me obscene messages , telling me his sexual fantasies and what he thinks my skin would feel like etc. I asked him to stop and he wouldn't and instead suggested I only wanted him to stop because the guy I was seeing was controlling. I told him to get lost (kindly at first ) then more forcefully. I told my partner about what was going on and he expressed a lot of concern and offered to talk to the guy but I wanted to handle it. He messaged me later to tell me when he saw my partner going to work at night, he would message me about how I looked really good when he saw me from his car while I was walking in my neighborhood. I let my partner know that this guy knew where we lived and worked so we should be careful. It was stressful, but I outed him to our mutual friend and it died down.
Worked at a department store and at the time I was riding a moped. It was crazy rainy and I was trying to get the thing to start when one of my co workers called me asking if I was working tonight. I told him if I could get my moped started I would but if not I would have to call out. He offered to give me a ride and he was generally a nice guy to everyone in the upstairs department so I said sure. A few weeks later my moped blows a fuse in the parking lot after a late shift and he must've seen me pushing it towards the garage because he pulled up in his car offering to help when I said no because it's a tiny fuse that I know my friend in the garage has on hand he flipped out and was screaming, "Just take my help and like me for once" and I said, "I have a bf you know that and was never interested in you like that."
He then grabbed me trying to pull me into his back seat and I just flipped out and punched him in the face repeatedly until he let go of my arm and I took my moped and ran like Forrest Gump. When I told the cops they accused me of sleeping with him since he had semi nude pics of me on his phone but the sheriff later said they were taken from what appears to be a high angle while I was in a changing room. He had been taking pictures of me changing into my work clothes for months and the other guy working in my department let him do it to other people too
As a cashier I was ringing up some guy's purchases and he was super friendly, then he said I was pretty and had really nice eyes. I said, "thanks, they're actually contacts".
His whole demeanor changed. He said, "you stupid jerk." Then walked away. I was upset about it at first but when I told my fiancee about it later we started laughing over how ridiculous it was.
Now it's a running joke between my fiancee and myself and we laugh about how when I don't out the lid on the toothpaste or something that I'm a "stupid jerk".
A guy asked for my number so I could text him about the botany club. I texted him about the botany club. He called me a jerk for leading him on when I have a boyfriend.
In Iran a couple of years ago, there was a trend where you pinch people you are attracted to. My mother got pinched by this one weirdo at a store and she promptly hit him with her bag.
One time I was at a bar/club and I had ordered a jägerbomb, the guy next to me that I had been talking for me about 30 seconds decided to try and buy me the shot even after I said, "Aww you don't have to do that" a couple of times. Right after the handed me the shot my boyfriend walked by and asked me a quick question. The dude who ordered the shot asked who that was and when I told him it was my boyfriend, he grabbed the shot out of my hand and walked away with it.
I dated my "nice guy" best friend in undergrad who swore he was "different from other guys" after being there for me after a couple of failed relationships. I ended up breaking up with him and getting a restraining order after he threatened to attack me. Not saying you shouldn't give people a chance, but you should always stay wary.
11 years ago i met him online, he seemed really nice and we'd chat through MSN. I'd only seen a picture of him and he never wanted to go on webcam which I thought was odd but didn't push.
I wasn't interested in a relationship. I'd made that clear before once I'd said it again in person he turned into this complete twat.
The final straw was when we got into the subject of homosexual relationships (can't remember why) and he told me I must be a lesbian because I saw no problem with it and that explained why I didn't fancy him.
I told him he was deluded and not to contact me again.
I went out for a date with this chap who actually did seem very decent, nice and VERY boring but I needed human company. He gifted me a little souvenir, we ate lunch and kissed a little. He flirted with me constantly for a month and he would talk long with me. He insisted on paying for my meal even though I kept offering to go Dutch but he wouldn't have any of it. That's nice then, I thought. He then proceeded to tell our common friend how I kept "boasting" about all the "expensive makeup stuff I use, and that she is too high-maintenance."
I met this guy online through one of my friends. He seemed pretty nice, so I would text him periodically throughout the day and he wanted to video chat once so we did.
He became obsessed with me and wanted to call every night before he went to bed. He told me I would be the perfect wife and that we should have 3 kids. He wanted to move me out to the cattle ranch he owned and operated so we could get married and start a family. We had been talking for maybe two weeks.
I was looking for a job to get through college and jokingly shared a "now hiring dancers" sign at the local strip club on Snapchat. He went ballistic and told me he couldn't be with a girl who had no respect for herself. We weren't even dating, but he "broke up" with me on my birthday.
Once I was out with friends and my drink was spiked. One dude stayed with me to take care of me and my other friends left because we all knew him. Turns out he spiked my drink himself so he could 'save me' and show me how caring he was.
I still laugh about the time a guy was smiling and holding the door open for me until he saw my husband come around the corner. Then he frowned and closed the door before we got to it.