I paid. As we walked to our cars, he told me he felt a "spiritual connection" and asked if I wanted to come meet his dog... at his parents' house... where he was currently staying.
I told him I’d have to check my schedule. Then I went home, blocked his number, and poured a very large glass of wine. 🚩 Red Flag Roundup: This Week’s Lessons Bad Date Chronicles
Welcome back to the Chronicles, where we turn our romantic tragedies into tonight’s entertainment. If you’ve ever wanted to fake a family emergency just to escape a conversation about a stranger's urologist appointment, this post is for you. I paid
He expected me to "pony up" for his three artisanal IPAs. where he was currently staying
This blog post is designed for the —a space dedicated to the hilariously cringeworthy world of modern dating. It uses a mix of humor, relatable tropes, and real-world dating "horror" stories to engage readers. The Bad Date Chronicles: The "Expert" and the Empty Wallet Posted by: Anonymous | Date: April 28, 2026
I matched with "Tyler" on a popular app. His bio was standard: "I love hiking, craft beer, and I'm a total expert in cryptocurrency." Red flag? Maybe. But I was bored and the hiking photos looked legit. We agreed to meet at a trendy outdoor beer garden. The "Expert" Arrives