Johnny Rotten said those famous last words at the final concert of The Sex Pistols in San Francisco circa 1978. Today, as Anka took a walk along the Embarcadero and enjoyed the view from the Bay she said the same thing. Yes, she feels utterly cheated. A year ago Anka experienced what was akin to a mental mind warp and as the one aniversary of the event looms, she is sick with grief.
As a relationship coach who works primarily with some very successful women, there’s one big mistake I see women make over and over again in their relationships with men. I know for a fact that this problem sabotages – and kills – millions of potential relationships before they ever get off the ground – and I also know it’s 100% preventable. Here’s the problem:
Tom was English, an army vet and dirty in a way that made me think he would be good in bed. I was somewhat mistaken. Things went from blah to worse when I realized that we went to bed at the exact wrong time in my menstrual cycle. Too bad about my comforter...
The sparks were not exactly flying in the first place, but it was when I ordered french fries to go with my vod-cran (which I made sure never to let out of my sight) and he gave me the "side eye" that I realized things were really not going to work out.
Many people would say that there are dangers of dating a criminal and even advocate checking criminal records of online daters. In many situations where your potential date is a criminal there is reason to be cautious. Sometimes this fact will be a good reason to not pursue a relationship or even a date. In other situations, you may still be interested in dating the criminal, but you will need to exercise certain precautions.
Despite my colleagues' teasing, I had no interest in dating Damon at first, a clever medical resident at the hospital where I worked. But, I began to look for him at work despite myself. There was a long weekend off without his witticisms as his fiancée was visiting. And then he returned to work. Single.
A couple of weeks after meeting at a nightclub, Dave* asked me out for dinner. Now, I had been drunk when I last saw him. He had been tall (I was on the floor), gorgeous (it was dark) and kind (my expectations may have been low).
When Josh walked in, all the girls let out a collective "OMG!" gasp. He was well over six feet tall, with short brown hair, piercing blue eyes and full sleeve tattoos. For a group of women who all harbored a predilection for all things rocker-related, he was a vision. He was hot and he could cook. Could it get any better?
At first sight, Jim had already met my image of the perfect boyfriend: cute, boy next door with trusting eyes. I check out his profile -- it's kind of vague, but funny. I have now decided this could be the perfect guy! He then asks me about my work and I in return ask what he does ...
The next time one of your dates heads south, instead of just thinking what you'd write in YourTango's Dating Disasters, think of taking out your iPhone or digital camera and making a video. Make sure it's obvious why you've had a "Bad Date." You can narrate it, you can ask questions, you can record yourself and, with his or her consent, you can "shoot" your date.
Anyone who has ever been on a first date has come to the conclusion that most folks just shouldn't date. If that's never dawned on you, then YOU probably shouldn't be dating. Last week a phenomenal Twitter trend really helped crystalize why someone of you poor, poor people will likely end up alone. Enjoy.
I experienced my worst dating disaster long ago, but the harsh memory of it is still painfully clear. It involved a vintage convertible, its rumble seat and devastating thunderstorm.
I will spare you the details of how and where Jim and I met because our first date was ridiculous. All you need to know about Jim comes out in the one sentence he uttered to me on our first and final date. He wasted much more of my time than I am willing to waste of yours. I value you too much.
Soon after separating from my ex-husband, a close friend of mine offered me a special birthday present: a day at one of the most exclusive local beauty salons. While there I met the sexiest guy on Earth. And then we went of on our first date. He began talking about his ex and I couldn't help but to take her side... about everything.
I met Cindy through my buddy, Andre. She was his girlfriend Karen's best friend since grade school, and he had told me just a couple of hours in advance that Karen was bringing her friend along because she thought that we would hit it off. It was more like being hit by a freight train.
We decided to go to the movies. As a gentleman, he should pay and he did. After we got popcorn and were heading towards the theatre, he asked me to pay him back. I laughed and said "OK." I thought he was being funny...