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I should have just given up when I slammed into a tree on the little practice zip line.

How cool would it be to work out and go straight to work? Total creepazoid.""Over an awfully and unpleasantly forward sushi dinner near St. Which was exactly the same moment I saw the flashing lights.

I had to play dumb at this point because I knew this guy was weird.)Him: 'That life, you know being a stripper, getting a discount in the gym. Same with you.' After picking up my jaw from the floor, I said a few choice words and left. '), I decided that it couldn’t get any worse and we went outside to smoke a joint.

He seemed pretty normal (good job, intelligent, funny).

His first question on sitting down with our drinks was whether I was up for anal.

I made it clear that wasn’t what I had meant at all, and wanted to see if we could change the conversation to make it through the meal.

He replied that he was 'too fired up and couldn’t talk about anything else.' I left before the appetizer got to the table." —sierraw4e52886cf "I had the bright idea to suggest zip-lining as a first date activity, even though I had zero experience.

But because we love sharing our deepest innermost feelings and desires with YOU, we've asked you, our Big Apple readers, to submit your worst (albeit best! To make sure you're not sweating the prospect of being single forever, we've narrowed down our favorites (or least favorites, depending on how you look at it) to eight tales so truly horrific, you'll be ready to swear off men forever (plus accompanying artwork from The Blake Wright). 'Me: 'I normally drink Champagne, but I heard the Mojitos are great here, so I will go with that.' Him:'I'm on my fourth cup of coffee.'Me: 'Oh, rough night last night? Yes, that’s right, he showed up in full Civil War garb complete with a pipe and a gruff, antiquated speech pattern. ' I didn’t really hear from him after that, except for a text telling me that he lost his i Pod on the field, to which I replied, 'bummer.'""I met him on Ok Cupid. He invited me to meet him for drinks and asked me for a bar suggestion.

Okay, that's a lie, but click through to read first-person tales*—from a literal blind date to a Civil War fanatic—that you'll be sharing again and again. Or do."We all know that meeting in NYC can be difficult, and since I have lost count of the numerous people I know that have met on JDate or Match.com, I signed myself up on a dating site. The idea of being 'punked' crossed my mind, but it was clear that Henry, a cute, IT guy by day, was living in an era gone-by, when, as we exited to barhop over to R bar, he paused to light his pipe while cursing the 'blasted wind,' and began to tell a ghost story from the reenacted battlefields."And as he said goodbye to me and opened my cab door like a gentlemen, he asked for a second date. He seemed great, an engineer, 5'10" with dark brown hair, lives close by, very smart. Seeing as we are both Yankees fans, I asked him if he'd like to head to a sports bar to watch a game.

It's important to always be prepared with some general conversation starters to avoid any awkward silences.

"I made a joke about how I hoped he didn’t 'murder me.' He took this to mean I was talking about rape and said he 'hoped I wasn’t a feminist' because 'men have it much worse' and went on a literal 15-minute rant about men’s rape statistics in prison.

Unsurprisingly, the worst chat up lines I have ever received have been online, with POF and OK Cupid being the worst offenders; from guys telling me that they have a thing for ‘Latin Women, so they can have their own mixed raced baby (ok I’m not Latin or mixed race, as you can quite clearly tell by my bio I am British but sure dream out your fantasies because they wont be coming true anytime soon! the notion of a ‘slave’ is offensive and archaic, go back to the dark ages where you belong.