Email me...dating disasters.

I went on a date three years ago with a woman I'd met online. She seemed nice when we first met, and after a few emails, I asked her out for a drink. She accepted and asked that I pick her up.

I drove to her city, picked her up, and made small talk on the way to the bar. Nothing major, just the typical "What do your parents do?", "Do you have any siblings?" type stuff. We got to the bar, found a seat and ordered our drinks and that's when things got weird.

The waitress had left our table to get our drinks and was no more than 5 feet away when the woman leaned closer and asked, "Have you ever dated an Asian before?"

I had. I've dated all types and I told her just that.

"I'm Asian," she said. I knew that already. Not only had we talked about it, but she was obviously Asian.

She continued, "Could you see yourself marrying an asian woman?"

I didn't know why I was getting grilled, and looked around nervously for our waitress while I replied, "Again, the race doesn't matter to me when I think about someone I'd like to date, so it wouldn't matter when the time comes for me to get married."

She nodded her head and asked, "Could you see yourself marrying someone like me?"

Woah. What? I tried to ease into this question the best I could by explaining I didn't know her well enough to make that decision but if things worked out in the long run, I'd say it would be a decision I'd make at THAT time. That didn't work. She immediately started crying (and by crying I mean loud, sobbing, cries with maybe even a little runny nose..). I tried to apologize but she cut me off and said, "M-Maybe you should just take me home."

I agreed, mainly for fear of what would happen next.

I paid for our drinks and walked her to the car. Once inside we talked more and she cried more.

"My biological clock is ticking," she sobbed. "I was online hoping to get married."

"Good to know," I replied. "Your profile says nothing about that. That would be good info for anyone to know, because leaving it out would make a big difference in how a date would progress."

We arrived at her house and I turned to apologize for not understanding her intentions, but she bounded out of the car and slammed the door, saying, "Thanks a lot!"

I sat there for a minute, somewhat confused but also expecting some announcer and cameraman to jump from the bushes in a Candid Camera type show. No luck..it was real.

So, despite mishaps like that, I've continued to date. I have had other mishaps, and I will share them in time, but I'd like to hear yours. Email me at wordofmouthmn@gmail.com and share yours with me. It's totally anonymous and an interesting way to share dating disasters.