He sent me a text message that said, “What are you doing later? -Jen” I responded with “My name is not Jen.” He called and told me he was sorry, he didn’t feel like typing a new text message so he forwarded an old one.

—Marisol

Aftermath: I told him I didn’t want to talk to him again and he called me a C-U-Next-Tuesday.

I knew it was over when (the morning after) he told me that in my Ambien stupor I said I could only be with someone who was English. He was Welsh.

—Shannon

Aftermath: We email from time to time, but I don’t think he will ever date anyone who takes Ambien.

When we were getting ready to have sex, she took off my socks, put them on her nose and sniffed them…deeply. Then she wanted to follow me into the bathroom…

—Joe

Aftermath: Slept with her that night, tried to end it, but she kept following me home. That went on for a month. Then I moved.

I was on the third date with this guy who seemed really cool. I went to kiss him goodnight, and he told me that he does not kiss on the first 3 dates. He was in his late 20’s, and I do believe this boy has never been kissed.

—Emily

Aftermath: Went nowhere fast!

In high school, I dated this girl on-and-off for a year. She would always pop into my house when I was not home to talk to my family and sleep in my bed. One day she left a used tampon on the side of the sink. GROSS! It happened 2 more times over a 3-week period. By the 3rd time, I was so over it!

—Scooter

Aftermath: She wrote me notes, poems, songs, ballads, and got even closer to my family.