Everybody has that story about the time they avoided getting into a truly awful relationship, or narrowly escaped having to deal with some extreme drama. But these people have your story beat. Hands-down.
Was talking to this girl for a couple months in 11th grade. Didn't pan out though. A few months go by, senior year starts, and the whole school is abuzz with talk of her being incarcerated for stabbing her boyfriend.
Met a chick who was beautiful. In passing conversation she had said her boyfriend has cancer and she feels like it should affect her emotionally but she just didnt care. He died. I quickly passed on that one and met the best woman ever. Ironically I now have terminal cancer and she is the best mother of our kids, wife and support life could have given me.
when I realized that she had to put down every single thing I did or wanted to do because she couldn’t stand me doing better than her at anything. she only liked me when I was as miserable as she was and would do anything to get me there
Met a girl at a bar and did a drunk hookup. She wanted to meet up again and I figured okay we were both drunk so I really don’t know how she is sober. End up going out with my buddies and their girlfriends. She then proceeds to take a bunch of pics with them within the first half hour of meeting them and uploading them on Facebook, asks me to go spend a weekend at her parents place, and basically clinging on to me the whole night and getting pissed if I would talk to one of my buddies over her even for a quick minute.
Decided it was too much and told her it was moving too fast. This leads to her texting and calling me every night and driving by my house everyday to see if my car was there. Also every bar I would go to I would end up running into her. Didn’t realize this until I saw on my Snapchat that she could see where I was. She scared the s**t out of me.
Guy I was friends with in elementary and middle school but then had a falling out in high school over something stupid and we never reconnected. I felt a little bad about it but then years later I saw him on the news cuz he got arrested for filming up girls skirts with a hidden camera at the CNE(a fair).
Needless to say I stopped feeling bad about our falling out after that.
This is very recent. I was supposed to go on a date with a guy only yesterday (Saturday). I had met him on POF, chatted for about a week and a half and then planned to go for lunch.
Despite the fact I kept telling him to go slow as this was my first date since becoming single, the breakup has messed me up a bit and I was still feeling fragile etc etc, it was like I never said any of that at all. He wanted me to French kiss him the moment I met up with him and kept saying things like "I'm gonna give you the best date so your mum is proud of me" and "I'm gonna be charming and you're gonna fall".
So it got to Friday and I realised I really didn't want to go anymore. I even posted on the Anxiety thread on here as it had set me off. I eventually cancelled and said I think we're expecting different things from this date. He then told me he thought I was immature anyway.
Yesterday morning he sent me a message that said "Biiiittcchh!". Oh how I laughed.
my AC went out in my condo. The AC guy came out and ended up cutting his hand on my AC. I fixed his hand and we started chatting. He gave me his cell # and asked me out. He was quite cute, but for whatever reason I didn't go. 6 weeks later I was giving a party and the TV was on a random station.
I happened to walk by as they started a story on a serial rapist they had caught. Turned out it was the AC guy. They said he had met several elderly women while doing house visits to fix the AC and then would go back later, break into the house, and brutally beat and rape them. Needless to say, I was screaming at the TV ...totally sickened and flabbergasted!!! THAT was a 50 caliber BULLET DODGED!!!
Several years ago, a dude who was a waiter at a restaurant in the shopping center where I worked started crushing on me for a couple of weeks. He first came up to me one day when I was in line at a drug store in the complex; I had never even seen him before then, but he started in right away with oddly persistent questions that had more to do with trying to ask me out rather than attempting to get to know me first. I started getting nervous for some reason and hastily told him I had to go back to my store.
Well, a few days later he showed up there, and managed to corner me and ask me all the same s**t, more persistently this time. Now, I hate it when guys try to ask me out when I'm on the job (since they're somewhat exploiting the fact that I have to be polite and attentive to people when they come in to shop), so I put on my best fake-smiley retail face and turned him down more forcefully this time.
Not a week after that, I heard that he had been fired for instigating a shouting match which quickly escalated into a fistfight with one of the other waiters at the place where he worked. During dinner hours.
I dated a gay homophobe. She used to buy me clothes and pick out my outfits in order to keep me looking a certain way and had some serious sexual hangups. She would often tell me it was "unacceptable" to be holding hands at events where there were children, and she refused to let me go to the pride parade because she didn't want me shoving my identity in people's faces.
I thought she was just a closet case, but after our relationship ended I realized how much she hated herself, and how much she made me hate myself. Yikes.
This one guy, a sci-fi fantasy geek type about 20 years old, who used to hang around the local coffee shop. He did sometimes appear in women's clothing, but that wasn't an issue. The issue was his insisting on talking to everyone about the 12 year old girl he was in love with (from afar). He sat down with me one day, started in on his love obsession story, and I told him I didn't want to hear it, because I didn't want to be a witness at his trial, and I never talked to him again.