There have been plenty of humiliating ends to relationships over the years, but nothing torpedoes a budding romance faster than a social media faux pas. O.'s secret Instagram account to discovering tweets never meant for your eyes, dating in the 21st century makes breaking up via text (or even Post It) seem kind.Check out these 10 stinging stories real women shared with .He even planned our second date halfway through, picking up tickets for a film we both wanted to see.But he'd also tried to kiss me goodnight after I'd pulled away and then lingered on my stoop, asking if I was sure he couldn't come up.Not Very Professional"I’d been dating a guy for about a month, and things were going great.We were seeing each other at least four times a week, he kept mentioning how he’d never felt like this about a woman before, and I was pretty sure he was The One.
If you meet a love interest over the internet by chance rather than through a dating agency, the results will be similar, esspecially if the producers want to drop the New Media Are Evil anvil."I’d been dating a guy for three months when we got into a bad argument.We decided that we’d talk the next day, when we were both calmer.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.