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"We've never had a bad meet.  "Very first one I ever had (arrranged through another site) she wanted to go to a wedding fair in Kinsale..  | |||
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"We've never had a bad meet.
Very first one I ever had (arrranged through another site) she wanted to go to a wedding fair in Kinsale.. "And did you go ? | |||
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"The very first guy who I met off here who told me he was looking for a wife and was a virgin as he was saving himself for the right person and he thought that could be me.
He's now gone from here now maybe he found his new wife. "Did you test drive him first to check? | |||
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"Ok just to cheer everyone up can people share their disaster meet stories. Not about the sex aspect but just about everything that went wrong that turned it into a proper clusterfuck. Me... I was going to meet a lovely lady on here for a drink as a first social meet earlier this year We had spoken on the phone a few times and I was driving to see her in her local pub but was a little bit early I stopped at a garage on the way to look at a car I was thinking of buying and then went out to my car to leave but got tied up on the phone with a client After I was finished on the phone I went to leave to discover that everyone had left the garage and I was locked into their carpark. I had to ring the guards to get the key holder back which took a bit of time and I missed my social meet and haven't been in that area since as its a couple of hundred kms from where I live. She has also left fab so a big disaster for me " thats a funny one...  sorry,shouldn't really laugh | |||
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"Ok just to cheer everyone up can people share their disaster meet stories. Not about the sex aspect but just about everything that went wrong that turned it into a proper clusterfuck. Me... I was going to meet a lovely lady on here for a drink as a first social meet earlier this year We had spoken on the phone a few times and I was driving to see her in her local pub but was a little bit early I stopped at a garage on the way to look at a car I was thinking of buying and then went out to my car to leave but got tied up on the phone with a client After I was finished on the phone I went to leave to discover that everyone had left the garage and I was locked into their carpark. I had to ring the guards to get the key holder back which took a bit of time and I missed my social meet and haven't been in that area since as its a couple of hundred kms from where I live. She has also left fab so a big disaster for me thats a funny one... sorry,shouldn't really laugh "You should see the video i made while locked in the carpark  | |||
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"The very first guy who I met off here who told me he was looking for a wife and was a virgin as he was saving himself for the right person and he thought that could be me.
He's now gone from here now maybe he found his new wife. "In fairness hell of a story | |||
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"Ok just to cheer everyone up can people share their disaster meet stories. Not about the sex aspect but just about everything that went wrong that turned it into a proper clusterfuck. Me... I was going to meet a lovely lady on here for a drink as a first social meet earlier this year We had spoken on the phone a few times and I was driving to see her in her local pub but was a little bit early I stopped at a garage on the way to look at a car I was thinking of buying and then went out to my car to leave but got tied up on the phone with a client After I was finished on the phone I went to leave to discover that everyone had left the garage and I was locked into their carpark. I had to ring the guards to get the key holder back which took a bit of time and I missed my social meet and haven't been in that area since as its a couple of hundred kms from where I live. She has also left fab so a big disaster for me thats a funny one... sorry,shouldn't really laugh
You should see the video i made while locked in the carpark "oh,do share... | |||
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"Ok just to cheer everyone up can people share their disaster meet stories. Not about the sex aspect but just about everything that went wrong that turned it into a proper clusterfuck. Me... I was going to meet a lovely lady on here for a drink as a first social meet earlier this year We had spoken on the phone a few times and I was driving to see her in her local pub but was a little bit early I stopped at a garage on the way to look at a car I was thinking of buying and then went out to my car to leave but got tied up on the phone with a client After I was finished on the phone I went to leave to discover that everyone had left the garage and I was locked into their carpark. I had to ring the guards to get the key holder back which took a bit of time and I missed my social meet and haven't been in that area since as its a couple of hundred kms from where I live. She has also left fab so a big disaster for me thats a funny one... sorry,shouldn't really laugh
You should see the video i made while locked in the carpark
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"Was chatting to a lady for months, arranged a night to meet. She was staying in a hotel up in Donegal as she was at a concert there. We couldn't get same hotel so booked one about a km away. We drove over 4 hours from ours, she was meant to meet us at 11ish. We waited till half 11 before getting taxi to her hotel. We waited and waited but no show. We got a taxi back to our hotel at 1.30am. She messaged me to say her cousin was at the concert and she could not leave. She then wanted us to come to her hotel room the next morning, which we declined. Had a 4 hour drive back home. "Wow thats terrible what a wagon | |||
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"Was chatting to a lady for months, arranged a night to meet. She was staying in a hotel up in Donegal as she was at a concert there. We couldn't get same hotel so booked one about a km away. We drove over 4 hours from ours, she was meant to meet us at 11ish. We waited till half 11 before getting taxi to her hotel. We waited and waited but no show. We got a taxi back to our hotel at 1.30am. She messaged me to say her cousin was at the concert and she could not leave. She then wanted us to come to her hotel room the next morning, which we declined. Had a 4 hour drive back home.
Wow thats terrible what a wagon "That's the chance you take with meets. | |||
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"Was chatting to a lady for months, arranged a night to meet. She was staying in a hotel up in Donegal as she was at a concert there. We couldn't get same hotel so booked one about a km away. We drove over 4 hours from ours, she was meant to meet us at 11ish. We waited till half 11 before getting taxi to her hotel. We waited and waited but no show. We got a taxi back to our hotel at 1.30am. She messaged me to say her cousin was at the concert and she could not leave. She then wanted us to come to her hotel room the next morning, which we declined. Had a 4 hour drive back home. "oh god,that sounds really bad...what a selfish lady! | |||
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"We met a couple for a drink once where they both completely ignored me and the lady was all over Dirk, eyes all fluttery and touchy feely with him. I just smiled and nodded the whole evening as it was impossible to even squeeze a word into that wonderfully flowing conversation lol Guess who we will not be seeing again "Wow Did he realise what was happening and did he do anything about it | |||
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"We met a couple for a drink once where they both completely ignored me and the lady was all over Dirk, eyes all fluttery and touchy feely with him. I just smiled and nodded the whole evening as it was impossible to even squeeze a word into that wonderfully flowing conversation lol Guess who we will not be seeing again
Wow
Did he realise what was happening and did he do anything about it "He didn't realize it as he had a really gorgeous woman heavy flirting with him at the time and well, he's a man. But when I told him how I felt and what was happening, he took a step back and observed the situation himself and seen exactly what was wrong with the picture | |||
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"We met a couple for a drink once where they both completely ignored me and the lady was all over Dirk, eyes all fluttery and touchy feely with him. I just smiled and nodded the whole evening as it was impossible to even squeeze a word into that wonderfully flowing conversation lol Guess who we will not be seeing again
Wow
Did he realise what was happening and did he do anything about it
He didn't realize it as he had a really gorgeous woman heavy flirting with him at the time and well, he's a man. But when I told him how I felt and what was happening, he took a step back and observed the situation himself and seen exactly what was wrong with the picture "By the way Suranne Jones...never got a chance to tell you when we were doing celebrity lookalikes | |||
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"Was chatting to a lady for months, arranged a night to meet. She was staying in a hotel up in Donegal as she was at a concert there. We couldn't get same hotel so booked one about a km away. We drove over 4 hours from ours, she was meant to meet us at 11ish. We waited till half 11 before getting taxi to her hotel. We waited and waited but no show. We got a taxi back to our hotel at 1.30am. She messaged me to say her cousin was at the concert and she could not leave. She then wanted us to come to her hotel room the next morning, which we declined. Had a 4 hour drive back home.
oh god,that sounds really bad...what a selfish lady!"She said she would travel to meet us next time, but we wont be meeting her again. | |||
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So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
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"About 7 years ago I spent a few weeks chatting to a lady on here and we eventually arranged to meet. Now this was not a local meet. It involved me heading to Galway with the plan of spending Friday evening, night and Saturday with her. As we got closer to the meet date we went off fab and communicated by email and txt but never by vid or phone (yep rookie mistake). Anyway I took a leap of faith based on all the chats, pics, etc that we had exchanged over the previous month or so and hit the road on Friday afternoon. She had given me her address and the arrangement was to just land at her door knock really hard as her door bell was out of action and before she answered I was to say a code of sorts throught the door to her so she would know it was me. So I arrived around 5pm walked up to the door. Gave it a good wrap,, no answer! Did it again! No answer! So I'm there thinking fook it she's gone and got cold feet
So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
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"About 7 years ago I spent a few weeks chatting to a lady on here and we eventually arranged to meet. Now this was not a local meet. It involved me heading to Galway with the plan of spending Friday evening, night and Saturday with her. As we got closer to the meet date we went off fab and communicated by email and txt but never by vid or phone (yep rookie mistake). Anyway I took a leap of faith based on all the chats, pics, etc that we had exchanged over the previous month or so and hit the road on Friday afternoon. She had given me her address and the arrangement was to just land at her door knock really hard as her door bell was out of action and before she answered I was to say a code of sorts throught the door to her so she would know it was me. So I arrived around 5pm walked up to the door. Gave it a good wrap,, no answer! Did it again! No answer! So I'm there thinking fook it she's gone and got cold feet
So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
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"About 7 years ago I spent a few weeks chatting to a lady on here and we eventually arranged to meet. Now this was not a local meet. It involved me heading to Galway with the plan of spending Friday evening, night and Saturday with her. As we got closer to the meet date we went off fab and communicated by email and txt but never by vid or phone (yep rookie mistake). Anyway I took a leap of faith based on all the chats, pics, etc that we had exchanged over the previous month or so and hit the road on Friday afternoon. She had given me her address and the arrangement was to just land at her door knock really hard as her door bell was out of action and before she answered I was to say a code of sorts throught the door to her so she would know it was me. So I arrived around 5pm walked up to the door. Gave it a good wrap,, no answer! Did it again! No answer! So I'm there thinking fook it she's gone and got cold feet
So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
"Sweet Fucking hell...now THATS a horror meet set up..to be totally set up like that ..both for you and the lady in the house ..poor lady to have been living through that all the time ..then you to rock up thinking you were game ball and for the whole thing to go the way it did ...jeez..unreal situation to find yourself in .. | |||
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"About 7 years ago I spent a few weeks chatting to a lady on here and we eventually arranged to meet. Now this was not a local meet. It involved me heading to Galway with the plan of spending Friday evening, night and Saturday with her. As we got closer to the meet date we went off fab and communicated by email and txt but never by vid or phone (yep rookie mistake). Anyway I took a leap of faith based on all the chats, pics, etc that we had exchanged over the previous month or so and hit the road on Friday afternoon. She had given me her address and the arrangement was to just land at her door knock really hard as her door bell was out of action and before she answered I was to say a code of sorts throught the door to her so she would know it was me. So I arrived around 5pm walked up to the door. Gave it a good wrap,, no answer! Did it again! No answer! So I'm there thinking fook it she's gone and got cold feet
So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
Fuckin hell you win the prize for that one....the poor woman and fair play for being of help to her "that is hell of a story!!  | |||
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We told a guy we had been chatting to that we'd meet him for a drink but since we were still new to this there was no guarantee of anything happening. He seemed fine about that and was all for just having a social with the hope something would happen in the future.
He let us know that he was in the bar. We went down and straight away I knew he was on something. His eyes were literally like saucers, I got us drinks and we had one drink with him just to be polite. We left our spare card on the table, we had agreed on this and we would text the room number if we wanted him to come up after we talked. The minute we got to the room we both said no fucking way.
We let him know, he got pissed off and he stayed in the bar texting saying he was finishing his drink if we changed our mind. We were fucking each other at this stage and he was still sending messages. He posted on here about us being time wasters. He text Mrs the next day and told her if she wanted to go behind my back and meet him to let him know.. Nice fella | |||
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"The first ever time we met someone from here. We were staying in Dublin, we were going to wild lights at the zoo. That was great
We told a guy we had been chatting to that we'd meet him for a drink but since we were still new to this there was no guarantee of anything happening. He seemed fine about that and was all for just having a social with the hope something would happen in the future.
He let us know that he was in the bar. We went down and straight away I knew he was on something. His eyes were literally like saucers, I got us drinks and we had one drink with him just to be polite. We left our spare card on the table, we had agreed on this and we would text the room number if we wanted him to come up after we talked. The minute we got to the room we both said no fucking way.
We let him know, he got pissed off and he stayed in the bar texting saying he was finishing his drink if we changed our mind. We were fucking each other at this stage and he was still sending messages. He posted on here about us being time wasters. He text Mrs the next day and told her if she wanted to go behind my back and meet him to let him know.. Nice fella "lol...love reading them stories.. | |||
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"About 7 years ago I spent a few weeks chatting to a lady on here and we eventually arranged to meet. Now this was not a local meet. It involved me heading to Galway with the plan of spending Friday evening, night and Saturday with her. As we got closer to the meet date we went off fab and communicated by email and txt but never by vid or phone (yep rookie mistake). Anyway I took a leap of faith based on all the chats, pics, etc that we had exchanged over the previous month or so and hit the road on Friday afternoon. She had given me her address and the arrangement was to just land at her door knock really hard as her door bell was out of action and before she answered I was to say a code of sorts throught the door to her so she would know it was me. So I arrived around 5pm walked up to the door. Gave it a good wrap,, no answer! Did it again! No answer! So I'm there thinking fook it she's gone and got cold feet
So I kinda step back as you do and I noticed some movement at the side window, so I give the door a final knock thinking she may not have heard me !
No joy no answer!
So I say fook it and decide to head home.
Hop in the car and head offhome .
About 10mins out the main Dublin road I get flashed from behind by a garda car to pull in. (Now I have a habit of being a little heavy on the pedal so I'm already thinking of àn excuse)
Anyway I pull in and hop out of the car.
And this is when I shit myself!
I was not asked to defend my driving capabilities, I was asked to defend why I had been at a certain ladys home trying to gain entry, how I knew her, how long I knew her etc. etc.
It became quite apparent to the guarda that I had been played and by default was also a victim of an elaborate vendetta!!
Apparently this poor lady had broken up with her ex a few months previously and he had decided to ruin her life!
Physical abuse, Rocks through windows, phone calls all day and night,burnt out car, calls to her family, turning friends against her, setting up guys like me to meet her or call to her house constantly by pretending to be her.
This fooker had driven this poor lady bananas, so much so that she had stopped leaving her house out of fear!!
As I said the garda soon realized I had been duped and let me go on my way.
It took a while to sort out and I eventually became a witness on her behalf to get that fooker charged.
The moral to this story?
Some cunts are cunts!
Fuckin hell you win the prize for that one....the poor woman and fair play for being of help to her
that is hell of a story!! "Yup | |||
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