We were having a great conversation at dinner, full of laughs, and she suddenly changed the subject and shouted in a voice that commanded the whole restaurant’s attention: “I hate politics. My family told me that Obama is going to raise our taxes — and we’re only working-class!” Then she blurted out, “My Dad only makes about $3 million a year, before taxes!”

—Nate

Aftermath: She was spoiled, rude, and uninformed, but more importantly than that, I was a full-time intern on the Obama campaign and a devoted political science major. I never called again.

Went out with a Korean customer recently in the U.S. He called before the date & kept repeating, “Jennifer. Jennifer. I like you. Do you like me?” I went anyway. Our first stop was Burger King. He sat next to me & kept rubbing my leg and I kept removing his hand. No real conversation. Then to a dive bar where he rubbed my leg & still no conversation. In his car, he kept pawing my chest. I had to apply a joint lock to remove his hand.

—Jennifer

Aftermath: It was over at the BK, but I finished the date. A girlfriend who spent time in Korea later told me that most Korean mens’ only exposure to American women was in the movies, and therefore thought we were all “easy.”

After a year and a half of being on-and-off, he called to let me know he wasn’t ready to lose me…or the woman two decades older than me that he had begun seeing.

—Stormy

Aftermath: It lasted as long as it took me to hang up the phone.

About a year into our relationship she told me she felt that I didn’t give her the space to practice her Wiccan religion freely. I was totally dumbfounded and asked her how she thought I was not giving her that personal space. (We didn’t live together). She said she didn’t know, yet still stuck with her point.

—nightshrill

Aftermath: It lasted a week after that. That comment, plus her moping all the time about everything and anything, totally killed it. Nothing is worth that.

My boyfriend and I fell in love, fast & hard. Shortly after that, I found out I was expecting a baby. Soon after that, I found out my boyfriend had an addiction to prescription pills. I knew it was over while still recovering from my c-section delivery. He was stealing my pain medication out of my purse. Nice guy, huh?

—Lydia

Aftermath: Our relationship lasted another two long years. He went from one addiction to the next and I realized what an idiot I was.