‘Three of his top teeth were gold...’
My worst online date
WITH finding friends on sites like Facebook and Twitter becoming the norm nowadays, it's also becoming the most natural thing for couples to hook up online.
And while many love stories have come from the Internet, so too have more and more horror stories of hook-ups gone wrong.
Persons have confessed to being lied to about the physical appearance of the other party, turned off by hygiene and turned off by the person's true character. Here some readers share their stories of their worst online dates.
Shellie M, 40:
I met this very nice guy on Facebook. We would message each other a lot and we eventually exchanged numbers and started calling each other regularly. He lives in the US and so we talked about either me visiting or him coming to Jamaica. It ended up that he came here. This was about nine months after we first started talking. I picked him up at the airport and believe me, he looked nothing like what he looked like on Facebook. Apparently he only posted pictures of himself when he was much younger and he never smiled in any of those photos. When I met him he was short, and three of his top teeth were gold. Gold teeth? That was the biggest turn off for me. So all the plans we had about what we would do when he came just went right down the drain for me. I refused to be seen in public with a man whose mouth was full of gold teeth. The thought of kissing him was so repulsive I felt like vomiting. I texted my cousin and we made up a story about a family emergency and I apologised profusely for leaving him the same day he came but I wasn't going to stick around. The worst part though is that I am the reason he came to Jamaica, so I still called him to ask if he was OK and sounded concerned and distressed that I could not be with him. Of course it was just a show.
This American guy found my blog online and contacted me, telling me I was cute. We chatted for a few months and he even said he had told his mom about me, he was that serious. He said he was an engineer, so of course I had the clean-cut image in my head. I had seen photos, but nothing that I could really use to judge. He flew in to MoBay and paid my fare to fly there from Kingston too. I was to spend the night, though I hadn't thought about the dynamics. He met me at the airport and I was immediately disappointed. My prince was wearing a doo-rag with his pants below his butt, and his Ebonics was peppered with Ni@#@ and Rap foolishness. I'm not one to judge but bwoy, what a let down. It was late so we went to the hotel, where, of course, he had weed and smoked. I spent the whole night on the couch hoping I wouldn't be attacked. He emailed me for a long time after that, but I was never into guys like that.
Deno W, 34:
We chatted online for about six months before we decided to hook up. We talked about relationships and our expectations and things like that. Based on our conversations over time we really clicked. Then when we finally met she was seven months pregnant! She never mentioned that to me before in all our discussions! The only thing I could say when I first saw her was, 'but you pregnant?' She smiled. She told me she didn't want to drive me away and that is why she never mentioned it. She then started telling me that she and the dad broke up and that as a result the baby needed a father. I basically cut links with her after that one time, with the exception of a 'how are you' every now and then.
Candice A, 44:
I was at UWI at the time. I talked to this guy in a chat room and on the phone for hours. He was sweet and intelligent. He described himself to me but we never exchanged pictures. One day we finally decided to meet. He was really, really ugly — a lot of acne, overweight, short and worst of all, his breath smelled a mile off! We had decided to meet at Emancipation Park, thank God! I didn't have to worry about him trying to kiss me or anything like that. To be honest we didn't really talk much, just kind of sat looking at everybody else passing by and ate two ice-creams. It was really awkward. But for some strange reason he felt we had a great time and asked me out again the next time we were online. I never replied.
Trudy S, 25:
I used to talk to this guy on MSN messenger, to tell the truth I'm not sure where online we met, but we'd talk on messenger. He would always ask me questions about the kind of guys I liked and I would always say that looks didn't matter to me. I always asked to meet, but he would always refuse. Finally he agreed and we met up at a gas station deli. He wasn't the 'teddy bear' that he mentioned, he was a grizzly bear — huge, huge, huge. He couldn't fit on the seat. I tried to keep an open mind anyway, as I'm really about personality, but he kept emphasising the fact that he didn't think a girl like me would want him. Afterwards he asked me for a ride, and I went pale. I was driving a Toyota Duet that needed shocks, no way was this going to work. But he squeezed in and my lopsided car managed to reach Half-Way-Tree square. I realised then that the low self-esteem and damage to my car wasn't worth it, so I stopped talking to him.
I was Twitter friends with this girl who seemed really cool. She had a lot of followers and made really intense posts. I chatted her up quite a bit, until we became buddies. One day we agreed to meet in person at an event at Hope Gardens. We met, talked and had a good time until it was time to leave. She demanded gas money and when I looked at her oddly, she asked how she was supposed to get home after I made her drive all the way from Spanish Town. I handed her a few bills and immediately unfollowed her as soon as she drove off.