I’d been emailing this guy for a week, then we had our first phone call. He asked me if I played Eve Online. I said no. Then he started bragging about his financial prowess in the game. I said I needed to hang up three or four times, but he kept talking. I put the phone down to brush my teeth, and he didn’t notice. Then I hung up.

—Gamer chick

Aftermath: He called back, I didn’t answer. Then he sent an email saying our phones had been cut off, and when can he call me again? I replied, Never.

We celebrated his birthday per his wishes: He and his “friend” got their nipples pierced together.  While we three had martinis at our house, he leaned back and leered at us while she started playing with my hair. I felt so trapped. Later, they went to our bed together, while I stayed on the couch. The next day, as I cried my eyes out, he said I was “cool” and didn’t understand why I was so upset.

—Hershey

Aftermath: He told everybody I was mentally ill and making it all up. Fast forward to after the divorce: I don’t need anti-depressants anymore, and they’re engaged.

We’d been dating for four months… I asked him to babysit my 5-year-old son for a few hours so I could attend a class. Came home to find he’d randomly rearranged all the kitchen dishes, shrunk my sweaters in the dryer, poured chlorinated water in my fish tank, and overdosed my kid on allergy medicine “because he coughed.” He laughed at my distress, and said my life wasn’t chaotic enough.

—Better off Single

Aftermath: I asked him to leave… forgot he still had my key. Next week, I skipped a regular appointment and came home to find him hanging out in my apartment. Got the key back then.

Two days into dating I received a knock on my door and it was her. She was horny. I went along with it, and it got nuts. When I got on top, she proceeded to slap me and tell me if I ever got on top again, she would kill me and dump my body where no one would find it.

—Slap

Aftermath: I was a little scared to break up with her, so I dealt with it for a couple of days and then I couldn’t take it anymore. We’re both seniors in high school and I have to see her every day.

I knew it was over when I found out I was the 2nd youngest person she had been with. She’s 19 and; I’m 29.

—Joe

Aftermath: Thank you for letting me fall in love with you and then grossing me out.