For our first date he invited me to see a movie, but didn’t tell me which one. He took me to see Bruno. After I told him I hated Borat.

— A

Aftermath: One more date to see if it was an accident. It wasn’t.

I only dated him because he was a cop and I thought he was hardcore. I told him it was over after 3 dates and he balled like a baby in front of his mates in the bar, then stripped to his undies because he thought I was breaking up with him because he wasn’t “wild” enough.

— MG

Aftermath: He stripped again in my apt, in front of my flatmates. Please God, that’s enough.

She told me she wanted a divorce on New Year’s day at 2 in the morning after celebrating our 9th New Year’s kiss together.

— Andy

Aftermath: Dated a woman later that year and made plans for New Year’s Eve. She canceled. I got dumped 2 years in a row on New Year’s Eve.

We finally watched “The Shawshank Redemption,” one of my favorite movies, together. After the movie ended (with the uplifting music and feel-good meeting of Andy and Red on the beach) I asked what she thought. Her response? “That’s the most depressing movie I’ve ever seen. Those men will never get their lives back.”

— Zach

Aftermath: We broke up a month later and have rarely spoken since.

We had dated for over two years when we were at a party and it struck me that I was having an amazing time….only because I was surrounded by other people and didn’t have to talk to him. I looked around and saw him chatting with the most annoying, conceited, hateful woman I had ever met, and he appeared to be having the time of his life. I thought, “those two should marry each other.”

— Bullet Dodger

Aftermath : I dumped him a few months later. He ended up marrying her.