It was New Year’s Eve. I’d been seeing him for 4 months when he invited me to a party for New Year’s. Then, all of a sudden, he kissed me and I liked it. He gave me a drink and said he loved me. Then he threw up on me, and I just screamed at him. Everybody looked at us, and I just screamed and ran. 
—donewithdumps
Aftermath: He was WASTED, so I left him on the curb. P.S. He drives a nice car (mine).
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I had been dating this army guy for about 2 months. He lived with a roommate, but his roommate was gone for the night. I knew it was over when after spending hours doing my hair, make-up, and putting on my sexiest bra, I got to this guy’s house to find him playing Halo. He continued to play X-box for 5 hours by himself, while I went to bed downstairs alone.
—J
Aftermath: We broke up a month later. No biggie — the sex was brutal anyway.
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We had been together for about 6 months. I lived in San Diego to attend college, and he lived in Orange County. For his birthday, we were supposed to go to Disneyland. I skipped school to drive to see him the day before with a rum cake decorated like a PBR can (we partied a lot). When I called to tell him about the surprise, he said he was tired and I should stay at my parents house that night.
—devilniss
Aftermath: I showed up anyways. He was having a party with all our mutual friends and his ex-girlfriend who I knew he still had feelings for. I should have thrown the cake in his face.
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My job prohibited employees from dating managers but we often would go out as a group. Shortly after my 18th birthday, my manager asked me if I was going to the movie on Friday. When I arrived to meet up with everyone, I discovered that nobody else knew about it. He told me he wanted to see me but we couldn’t let anyone know or we could lose our jobs. We secretly dated for about 8 months until I found out that he had just begun secretly dating another co-worker too.
—Capri
Aftermath: At that point I was done with him, but I warned her about him because I had known her for years and felt that she was even more naive than I was.
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A few weeks into the relationship I was making tea for both of us. When I asked him how he liked it, he made a call home to his Mom to ask how many spoons of sugar to put in.
—deb
Aftermath: Lasted a few weeks longer but ended after a discussion about the way his Mom thought I should act and dress. 22 years later, he still lives with his Mom.
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