I went to a New Year’s Eve party and thought, “You are ugly and I’m not attracted to you.” I was only dating her to get in her friend’s pants.

—Brian

Aftermath: I broke it off New Year’s Day. God, I’m such an a**hole.

She spent our date telling me how she’d had an affair with our waitress, which was fine. That happens when you date a stripper—it’s half the reason you date a stripper. But, when she took me home, she drove demon-fast, erratically and sang over an ear-splitting stereo. She then flashed the cars next to us while swerving into their lane.

—Rob

Aftermath: I never called her again, though she did show up at my house on her break, wearing a waist-length blond wig. I turned her down gently, not telling her that she was two degrees too crazy for me.

At the end of dinner at a high-end restaurant, he blew his nose into a cloth napkin.

—Joanne

Aftermath: That was it. Gross.

My long-distance boyfriend and I took a holiday vacation together. He was sick and had the sniffles all weekend. The sniffling was annoying, but I cut him some slack since he was sick. On the last day of our trip, using his fingers, he combed boogers out of his protruding nose hair and ate them. It was over the second his fingers hit his lips.

—Adrienne

Aftermath: I resisted the urge to dump him in the airport before we parted ways, but did so 2 weeks later over the phone. I didn’t tell him the reason.

He gave me a used massage oil candle for a going away present when I was moving home to take care of my dying mother.

—Marissa

Aftermath: He called me about a month later to express his condolences after her passing. Shortly thereafter he changed his Facebook status to say he was in a relationship with someone else.