People Share Their First Date Horror Stories

A few minutes in, before any real conversation has a chance to form, she drops the information unprompted: she only showers once a week. No context. No irony. Just a statement, delivered calmly, as if this is normal first-date material.

That’s when the puzzle pieces lock into place. The faint smell isn’t your imagination, and now there’s no way to unknow it. The date becomes an endurance test, every minute stretching longer than the last. Nothing dramatic happens — and that’s almost worse. You smile, you nod, and you spend the rest of the evening counting down until fresh air.