I have a couple of pretty bad ones…
How about the guy who walked so fast and was so far ahead of me that the door of the hotel swung shut on my nose (I kid you not) as I tried to hurry in after him (of course, it hadn’t occurred to him to wait for me, let alone hold the door open).
Or how about the guy who told me ‘I’m not paying for your dinner’ in the tone of voice that would imply that I’m somehow being greedy or presumptuous to have assumed that. This after taking me out of the city for a long afternoon date and having my stomach grumble while he talked about himself for the whole two hour ride home…
O, and I almost forgot about the charming gentleman who had a business meeting with the owner of the restaurant for most of (our second) date. She (yes, he sat there talking to another woman in front of me) sat at our table for a good 20 mins after we ordered and for another hour after we finished (I’m not exaggerating- I was watching the hands on her watch while they were shmoozing- they made it clear that I wasn’t invited to be part of the conversation). After I had watched 40 minutes crawl past on her watch, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I called and texted some friends all the while wondering what would happen if I just called myself a cab from the bathroom, waited there for a bit and just walked right out of the restaurant, into the cab and went home.
Of course, my better (???) judgement prevailed and I decided to be nice whatever the guy does so that nobody can fault my behavior (I didn’t want to risk the wrath of the shadchan as I’m sure she would’ve found fault with me somehow), and went back to the table. They looked up surprised, as if they had forgotten all about me.
The crazy part of all these stories is that all of these guys were surprised that I didn’t want to go out again and were completely non-plussed that I was somehow less than flattered by their behavior.
Was it Oomis up there who commented that Yeshivos should be teaching their bochurim some basic mentchlichkeit? no kidding.