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I went on a second date with a woman this past Saturday night. Our first date was coffee last weekend. We stayed in touch by texting during the week. This time we went out for dinner and drinks.

Dinner was nice at a casual restaurant with good food. We both had two drinks. I had beer and she had two mixed drinks. I kissed her in the parking lot next to the car after dinner. That was really nice. She stated how she really liked me and that she was having a great time.

After dinner, we drove about 30 minutes down to the beach (one of the perks of living in FL) to a bar with live music. The server asked us what we wanted and I ordered another beer. She ordered a double shot of Jagermeister and a beer. We stay there until about 1 am and I had one more beer. She had another shot and three more beers. I then recommended a walk on the beach.

We get up to take the walk and she was wobbly. She was sure enough feeling pretty good. We go on the beach and she started telling me again how she really likes me, how nervous she was to go out with me, etc. She then started kissing me again. We laid back to look up at the stars because it was gorgeous out. Then in mid-sentence, it happened: she threw up. I sat up to help her and she then threw up again on my shoe.

I walked her back to my car and she spent the next 15 minutes puking in the parking lot. She kept saying how embarrassed she was and that I would never want to see her again. On the way home, we had to stop three times on the side of the road so she could puke some more out of the door. The first time that we had to do this, I smelled something funny. It smelled like she shit her pants. I think that she was actually farting, though. It was really bad smelling.

By the time that I dropped her off, I had enough of the night. I got back the shirt that I gave her to wear back from the beach (her blouse had vomit on it) and gave her a hug good bye. She texted later that night (morning) saying that she was sorry again. I texted her the back saying that I had a nice time, but I did not think that we had a romantic future ahead of us. There has been no response from her. I really hate dating.

OMG!!!

I am SO sorry!!!! This reminded me of this though...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-GijPQHOms

And, suddenly I'm GLAD I don't care if I go on another date anytime soon!!!

ICK. Just ICK.

Yuck.

And that's why I don't drink on first dates!

(Okay, that's not quite why really, but it's another great reason!)

Sorry things turned South, LandG. It sounded promising until she started drinking so much.

That is absolutely disgusting and oh my gosh... just my worst nightmare since i have a terrible vomit phobia.

Having said that, your first clue was the order of a "double shot of Jaegermeister and a beer." The moment she did that, you should have let her finish them (out of courtesy) and promptly ended the date asap. That is a major red flag.

Thanks for the laugh.....

one for the next "terrible date" thread.

I am sorry if it is still too raw to be funny?

By the way I once knew a guy who was kissing a girl passionately (tongues and all) and she voimited into his mouth!!!!!!!

At least it was only your shoe!!!

Oh. I'm mortified for everybody.

I'm so glad I don't get nervous on dates.

I've only been semi-nervous on one date (ironically it was the third date for some reason?) but I checked myself on the third glass of wine and that was my last drink of the night.

Double shot of Jagermeister - were you out with Keith Richards or something?

Good god. Still mortified.

Every new date after this will look like a breeze....

You will laugh at this sooner than later...

WB

Ugh. Sorry, L&G. I once helped a friend get back to his dorm after a college party because he was really drunk, and he got horribly sick. It was not a date, but he was still super embarrassed, and it was very unpleasant for me. That was bad enough, but a first date? That would have been a dealbreaker for me as well. I hope you meet someone who knows how to drink responsibly next time.

My God!!

I'm sure she's mortified (let's hope), but when you look back on this in the future, you'll laugh your ass off!

Glad she got home safely.

At least it was just a shoe, and hopefully not an expensive pair.

By the time that I dropped her off, I had enough of the night.

Um, d'ya think?

LOOOOOL!!!

Man that was hilarious! Sorry but your misfortunes made my day even better. There's always next time!

I lost count on all of the drinks!

You will definitely look back on this and laugh at some point, and it's possible so will she, especially if she was just in a bad place right now. (I try to remind myself that I never really know what others are going through)

But a double shot of Jaegermeister? Actually a shot of anything on a first date is pretty bold (okay, dumb). Lol. Damn...I'm surprised she didn't go for goldschlaeger...lol.

Aaaaand this is why I don't drink! One glass of wine and I'd have been her!

And I hate dating too. Why is it so damn hard? And crazy?

Oooooooooh noooooooo! She not only vomited, but she sharted! That was one rough, first date.

I was able to laugh about it the next day when my friend asked how the date went. I felt kind of bad for the girl. I think that she was drinking that much because she was either nervous or trying to show me how much fun she can be. I do not think that she was an alcoholic. Who knows, though. I never thought that I would be cleaning up vomit off of my car door at 3 AM after taking out a 32-year old woman who can not handle her liquor. In my mind, she was only gassy and did not "shart." That thought makes me feel sick to my stomach.

[This message edited by LostandGuilty at 9:17 AM, May 8th (Wednesday)]

I can definitely understand being really nervous and maybe having a glass or two of wine, but WOW...