On our first date. I kept getting a “creepy uncle” vibe from him. He was a few years older than I was, and spent most of the night telling me about how he had lost his wife and child to a drunk driver a few years earlier. When he dropped me off, he spent several minutes trying to talk himself into my house. I refused to let him in and lost his number.

—esnymos

Aftermath: I learned from a mutual friend that his wife and child were alive and well, living 2 states over while he finished off his degree.

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We had been married for 3 months. It was the exciting, blissful “Honeymoon Period”—all love and great sex. One day, I came home from work and there was an ugly little brand new white car in the driveway and the down payment money for our house was gone.

—Rhonda

Aftermath: Who pays cash for a car, honestly? What was he thinking? He thought he could just do that without mentioning it to me and all would blissfully continue? I don’t even get a say in the color of the ugly piece o’ crap?
Buh-bye!!

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When she left for an overseas internship…when she stopped saying I love you…when the only time we would go out was with her friends.

—D S

Aftermath: After another terrible night out with her friends, we meet the next day for a beer, and parted ways before I finished my one drink.

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This wasn’t a hunting expedition, at least that’s what my husband told me when I agreed to go with him. We were in the truck when we spotted a deer about ten yards from the dirt road we were on. Before I knew it, my husband had gotten his gun out and shot the doe while still sitting in the truck. I was horrified.

—Becca

Aftermath: What he did was illegal and I lost a lot of respect for him that day. I also realized just how little he respected me because he wasn’t a bit concerned about how it made me feel witnessing the kill. We divorced a year later.

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He snapped his fingers at the extremely swamped bartender.

—Jer

Aftermath: This was merely a portent of the boorish and exceedingly rude behavior to come that night. After exchanging a horrified look with the bartender and mouthing “Sorry!” I hurried the date to its conclusion as quickly as possible.

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