Relationships & Dating

DFW dating horror stories compilation — I will start, you add yours

DFW dating is wild. I will go first with my worst, then drop yours below.

My story: The Double Date That Wasn't

Matched with a guy on Hinge. Great conversation for 2 weeks. We planned dinner at a restaurant in Deep Ellum. I arrive. He is already there. With another woman.

He waves me over and says "Hey, this is my friend Sarah. She's here for moral support." Sarah is sitting at our two-person table. There are now three of us.

I think maybe she will leave after introductions. She does not. She stays for the ENTIRE dinner. She orders a full entree. She participates in every conversation. At one point she says "So what are your intentions with Jake?"

It was not a date. It was a job interview with a panel.

I excused myself to the restroom, paid for only my portion at the bar, and left through the side door. He texted me later saying I was "rude for leaving" and that Sarah "really liked me."

Honorable mentions from friends:

  • Friend went on a date in Uptown. The guy spent 45 minutes showing her his stock portfolio on his phone. Literally scrolling through Robinhood charts at the table. He called it "showing her his future."

  • Friend drove to Fort Worth for a date. The guy was 6 inches shorter than his profile said, 10 years older than his photos, and was wearing a wedding ring. When she pointed at the ring, he said "It is complicated."

  • Friend met a woman at Katy Trail Ice House. She brought her own food in Tupperware. Not for dietary reasons. She said she "does not trust restaurant food" but wanted to "enjoy the atmosphere." She ate reheated chicken from a container at a bar.

  • Friend's Tinder date in Richardson showed up with his mom. Not as a joke. His mom sat at the next table and kept looking over. When my friend asked about it, he said "she just wants to make sure I am safe." He was 34.

DFW, you are unhinged. Drop your stories.

Community ReportAutomatedSource: Community ReportPublished: Apr 4, 2026, 4:41 AM

5 Comments

The stock portfolio date is so specifically DFW. Uptown finance bros think their Robinhood account is a personality trait. Sir, your NVDA gains are not a love language.

I am screaming at the mom at the next table. HE WAS 34. In what universe is that acceptable behavior? The bar for dating in DFW is underground.

My horror story: went on a Bumble date at a coffee shop in Plano. He showed up in a full suit. At 2 PM. On a Saturday. At a coffee shop. When I asked why, he said "I always dress to impress." He then proceeded to tell me he was "between opportunities" and living with his parents. The suit was doing a LOT of heavy lifting.

The Tupperware woman is my hero actually. Unhinged? Yes. But she knew what she wanted and she committed to it. Respect.