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I searched for this, but nothing came up so I figured I'd start one.
I know many of us in the Kiwi community are nerds or have been caught up in the weird crowd at one time or another, so I figured we could all post and learn from one another's dating experiences. At least, the bad ones. I'll start off with one of my worst dating experiences, which believe it or not, is not my worst dating experience.
Protip #1: Never ever accept a date offer at Comic Con.
I will start this with the disclaimer that my very first Con was Comic Con so I had no idea what I was doing or to avoid all date offers ever at a convention. Several of my friends had been planning to go to Comic Con but one of the party members had a sudden death in the family and had to stay behind for the funeral. The person was kind enough to offer me the pass for a lower price, which I accepted. The other people I was going with were a dating couple and who were going to Cosplay all three days so I figured we'd have a great time.
Anyways, it was my second day at Comic Con when I ran into a man dressed as Red Arrow and I love the Green Arrow series so I was super excited to get a picture with him. He was really attractive and I took my picture with him, which was cool. We ended up chatting and I got separated from my group. This was chill and all and as soon as I found them again he asked for my number. He gave me the disclaimer that he didn't usually do this but thought I was cute, so I figured "Hey! Great sign! He usually doesn't do this so this must be a great exception."
He said he would meet me at my hotel later, so I accepted. Later, I left the Convention early that day because I was tuckered out but getting in line for the bus I saw him again. He said hi and flirted with me and I flirted back. As I was getting on though, he slapped my butt. That should have been a sign. I kind of brushed it off as him being playful, little did I know.
Later on I was waiting for him at my hotel, happily playing Pokemon on my DS. He walked up and said we were going to walk to Denny's, I figured this would be a little under a mile or something so I agreed. For a disclaimer, I'm extremely shy usually, quiet and not very good at speaking up for myself. I usually have my much more extroverted and very protective friends with me to ward off creepers but my pals with me for the convention had approved of him when we met so I figured Red Arrow would be okay if they were.
As we were walking, he started slapping my butt again. I would quietly shift to the side but he'd come with me and every once in a while smack me again. I would kind of laugh nervously and ask him to stop, but he wouldn't. I soon asked if we could get on the busses and ride the rest of the way to Denny's, figuring he'd have no chance then to mess with me, but he said Denny's was off the bus route so we'd have to walk there. Lucky me.
After three miles of walking and butt slapping, we finally reached Denny's. There, he confessed that he really didn't have any money so we'd be going Dutch. I didn't mind this, but I thought it odd since he was the one who asked me out. It was around midnight at this point so the diner was relatively empty but enough cosplayers and others to make you want to keep it down. At one point, we somehow stumbled upon the Holocaust to which he then loudly proclaimed that Hitler was one of the best people to ever live on the planet. I quietly freaked out and looked around and saw people glancing our direction, so I asked if we could head back because I was tired.
On the way out, he started to bolt out the door! I asked why and he then said he was so broke that he didn't have enough money to pay for his dinner or mine. I covered for both of us, because I certainly didn't want to be rude to the kind staff that had put up with us. As we walked back, the butt slapping continued and I was desperately trying to text my friends to come get me but he kept staring at my phone and telling me what to tell them, or to say that we were taking a detour. Fortunately, we finally ran into the bus route and I said I had to get back to the hotel for events tomorrow.
He tried to kiss me but I bolted onto the bus, deleted his number and began to cry. I got back to the hotel and related my story to my friends and they were completely pissed at the guy and promised they'd protect me from him and that we wouldn't split up again. They also came up with a code for me to text either of them when I was in trouble that would appear inconspicuous to anyone looking. I am so grateful for them, they've saved me another time now.
Anyways, all this to say, I wish I had the guts to tell him to get off me or to just bolt once he was blatantly making me feel uncomfortable. Hope this helps someone!
I know many of us in the Kiwi community are nerds or have been caught up in the weird crowd at one time or another, so I figured we could all post and learn from one another's dating experiences. At least, the bad ones. I'll start off with one of my worst dating experiences, which believe it or not, is not my worst dating experience.
Protip #1: Never ever accept a date offer at Comic Con.
I will start this with the disclaimer that my very first Con was Comic Con so I had no idea what I was doing or to avoid all date offers ever at a convention. Several of my friends had been planning to go to Comic Con but one of the party members had a sudden death in the family and had to stay behind for the funeral. The person was kind enough to offer me the pass for a lower price, which I accepted. The other people I was going with were a dating couple and who were going to Cosplay all three days so I figured we'd have a great time.
Anyways, it was my second day at Comic Con when I ran into a man dressed as Red Arrow and I love the Green Arrow series so I was super excited to get a picture with him. He was really attractive and I took my picture with him, which was cool. We ended up chatting and I got separated from my group. This was chill and all and as soon as I found them again he asked for my number. He gave me the disclaimer that he didn't usually do this but thought I was cute, so I figured "Hey! Great sign! He usually doesn't do this so this must be a great exception."
He said he would meet me at my hotel later, so I accepted. Later, I left the Convention early that day because I was tuckered out but getting in line for the bus I saw him again. He said hi and flirted with me and I flirted back. As I was getting on though, he slapped my butt. That should have been a sign. I kind of brushed it off as him being playful, little did I know.
Later on I was waiting for him at my hotel, happily playing Pokemon on my DS. He walked up and said we were going to walk to Denny's, I figured this would be a little under a mile or something so I agreed. For a disclaimer, I'm extremely shy usually, quiet and not very good at speaking up for myself. I usually have my much more extroverted and very protective friends with me to ward off creepers but my pals with me for the convention had approved of him when we met so I figured Red Arrow would be okay if they were.
As we were walking, he started slapping my butt again. I would quietly shift to the side but he'd come with me and every once in a while smack me again. I would kind of laugh nervously and ask him to stop, but he wouldn't. I soon asked if we could get on the busses and ride the rest of the way to Denny's, figuring he'd have no chance then to mess with me, but he said Denny's was off the bus route so we'd have to walk there. Lucky me.
After three miles of walking and butt slapping, we finally reached Denny's. There, he confessed that he really didn't have any money so we'd be going Dutch. I didn't mind this, but I thought it odd since he was the one who asked me out. It was around midnight at this point so the diner was relatively empty but enough cosplayers and others to make you want to keep it down. At one point, we somehow stumbled upon the Holocaust to which he then loudly proclaimed that Hitler was one of the best people to ever live on the planet. I quietly freaked out and looked around and saw people glancing our direction, so I asked if we could head back because I was tired.
On the way out, he started to bolt out the door! I asked why and he then said he was so broke that he didn't have enough money to pay for his dinner or mine. I covered for both of us, because I certainly didn't want to be rude to the kind staff that had put up with us. As we walked back, the butt slapping continued and I was desperately trying to text my friends to come get me but he kept staring at my phone and telling me what to tell them, or to say that we were taking a detour. Fortunately, we finally ran into the bus route and I said I had to get back to the hotel for events tomorrow.
He tried to kiss me but I bolted onto the bus, deleted his number and began to cry. I got back to the hotel and related my story to my friends and they were completely pissed at the guy and promised they'd protect me from him and that we wouldn't split up again. They also came up with a code for me to text either of them when I was in trouble that would appear inconspicuous to anyone looking. I am so grateful for them, they've saved me another time now.
Anyways, all this to say, I wish I had the guts to tell him to get off me or to just bolt once he was blatantly making me feel uncomfortable. Hope this helps someone!
