I’ve gone on a few dates with someone recently. Just today she asked me on a pretty weird date – meet her at a hospital after her surgery, escort her home, then hang out to watch a movie and maybe sleep over.
That reminded me of an even weirder one from years ago. I awoke to her in a hospital bed, she held my hand, and a couple of hours later I fell back asleep. And yes, we considered that a date. Our fourth. Our fifth date was more romantic, but I was in a lot of pain.
Can you top that?
First, I had to take MARTA (like a subway but mostly above ground) to meet him at a mall, where another girl was with him. He just needed to give her a ride home first, then we could go see the movie we’d planned to see.
That took too long and we missed the movie so we wandered around the mall for about an hour, during which we ate Chick Fil-A for dinner, and he didn’t offer to pay my share.
And I can’t count the number of times my date (a different guy) would show up with two or three buddies in the back seat, essentially showing me off. Or the time when our whole date consisted of going to his friend’s house and talking to him the entire time, while I read his crappy book that he was writing, which I had to put down out of sheer boredom. I finally had to put my foot down and tell him that if it was a date, he couldn’t be bringing his friends along to give date commentary in the back seat, and it couldn’t be just going to some dude’s house I don’t know and ignoring me completely.
Sister Vigilante, did either of those relationships work out?
I’m not looking for stories of dates with jerks that you never saw again. I’m looking for stories about very unusual dates that led to something nice.
I went on a laundry date many years ago, dude asked me out, I said I was off to do my laundry, he chucked his in the car and we went to the bar next to the laundromat. His friends were really impressed with his multitasking, we did become lovers some years later and are still good friends today. 
“Hey, let’s skip dinner and you can watch me gamble for an hour before I take you home and attempt to force my way in your apartment and assault you”.
First and last blind date I ever went on. Friend was mysitfied when I told him because the fellow had always been such a nice guy. Umm.
I needed electricity to run my breast pump while I was camping with a preemie newborn who couldn’t nurse. So I went to the first aid shack to ask if I could plug in there. Afterwards I spent several hours hanging around talking to the guy running first aid. He is my SO now. Of course, we didn’t hook up until 4 years after that meeting, but I like to tease him that our first date involved me playing the part of a dairy cow!
I’m sorry about that. Really I am.
Once again, let me state what I’m asking for in this thread:
Unusual, possibly unromantic, dates that led to a nice relationship, or even a short but wonderful fling.
Please take jerk stories to another thread.
When my husband and I first started dating, we worked late shifts at Walgreens, so by the time we got off work pretty much everything was closed. Our first two dates were to an 24-hour grocery store, and a Walmart that was open 24 hours. It was great - we wandered around talking, getting to know each other, bonding over the cheese section. We did better for our third date, when my husband took me to a local cemetery and we fed the swans (then hid in the back of the truck because the swans were PISSED that we ran out of bread). Eight years of magic later, I still treasure those memories 
Well, my first date with my ex-husband and my first date with my now-husband were both at Waffle House.
Metro Atlanta represent!
Our company had season tickets to the opera and the symphony, which salespeople were supposed to use to entertain clients. But unlike the NFL, NBA, MLB and even MLS tickets, none of the salespeople wanted to accompany clients to the symphony or opera. Our VP nominated me to do the honors, and in response to my complaint that there was no way I could scare up a date for this, a young lady from engineering was also shanghaied into this. From that unpromising beginning, romance bloomed.
My parents met doing summer stock in Merced, California, back in the 50’s. The production was Dracula; my mother played Meena and my father was … somebody else. Renfield? Anyway, there was a part in the play where Meena dies off-stage, and they needed my mom to make a sound like she was choking, but she couldn’t do it convincingly enough, so they had my dad choke her.
And that’s how they met.
A friend of my wife had two good first date stories. Both from many years past. Still not exactly what you had in mind but interesting first date stories anyway.
Story 1.
He picked her up and they were driving to wherever they were going when he hit and killed an elderly woman walking along side of the road. In his defense it was dark and raining she said.
Story 2. In a bit of a lighter vein.
Her first date with the guy she later married was at a drive-in. It was brand new, first night open. She said the show sucked and they decided to leave. For those of us who remember drive-ins you no doubt remember that the exit lanes were lined by two rows of low, dim lights so you could see the way out. She said they started down the exit lane and he was commenting to her how incredibly rough the road was. Then she commented that the lights outlining the road were converging. Turned out he had turned to soon. He was driving across an island that separated to exit lanes. So he turned to get off the island and ran through the wires powering the lights. The whole show went dark as he destroyed the entire electrical system. It was several weeks before they could open back up.
I went toa few “Single Moms and Dads” events.
You meet some place kid friendly, like Chuck E cheese. The kids run around while the single parents try to hook up.
I’m a little ashamed to say those events were pretty much meat markets.
I dated two women from these events. And boy, talk about your cheap dates. They hardly ever wanted to go out because they didn’t want to pay for a baby sitter.
I’d go to their house, have dinner and once the kids went to bed; Momma tiger was ready to pounce.
If-ya-know-what-I-mean-and-I think-ya-do.
My first date with my current SO was a little weird. She used to go with a friend to hear the Sydney Symphony Orchestra at the Opera House. There were no spare tickets for the show that day so we met beforehand in the forecourt; we hardly got to talk at all as the friend yakked continually for the entire time we had before the show started, unbelievably inconsiderate. I had to buy tickets for myself and her for the same concert a few days hence to actually get some talk time with her. It came as little surprise a few years later when friend turned into mortal enemy over some perceived slight.
Also, when I entered the area it had been roped off due to some bogus terrorist alert, so her first sight of me was tripping over the anti-terrorist rope and the security guard moving towards me.
If it’s THAT undatelike I don’t understand what makes it a date? I mean I went to court with a dude which would be a pretty weird date, but I didn’t consider it one. Even if we did go out to eat after, and probably have sex but I forget.
While eating a greasy, fatty breakfast at a local coney island on a date (technically the morning after), I was struck by a sudden, unavoidable loosening of my bowels. After being pointed towards the “handicap accessible” restroom, I rush to it only to find that the stall door is much too narrow to allow my wheelchair access to the toilet. Knowing how tenuous and delicate my hold of my bowels was, I knew there was absolutely no way in hell I could transfer myself to the floor and scoot myself up to the toilet.
So I went back to my table, where my date was finishing her food. I told her I really needed to go to the bathroom and we needed to leave. Long story short, I didn’t make it out of that restaurant…
However, this was like the fourth or fifth date between us and we had really hit it off. Luckily we were able to just joke about it (after I had cleaned up of course).
Ambivalid, I love that story. She really liked you.
“Once again” is an odd phrase to use, given that you didn’t indicate that you wanted to hear about successful relationships anywhere in the OP or thread title.
I believe the mods ruling on this is once the thread has started, it’s out of the OPs control?
To stay on-topic though, I had some health problems back in August, so my partner and I had several dates where he hung out in hospital waiting rooms babysitting my daughter until I could rejoin them for lunch.
Good times 
Before we were married, I contracted mono from my wife. So while I was home sick, she dropped off a watermelon one day, and then the next day she came by to see if I had finished eating the watermelon yet. Dammit, I just don’t eat watermelon that fast!
I knew a really sweet guy whom I met right after he’d admitted to himself that he was trans. He got a crush on me immediately, though I wasn’t available for a relationship. Then he started transitioning to a thoroughly male life. He was very intent on learning to be a gentleman toward the ladies and wanted to practice his gentlemanly social graces. So although we were just friends, I went on a series of practice dates with him. He was genuinely serious about all the old-fashioned chivalry like opening doors for the lady, helping her on and off with her coat, pulling out her chair to seat her, and all that. He was so sincere and eager about it that I found him quite charming. I must have given him a good education with our practice dates: he fell in love and got married to a woman a couple years later. I felt relaxed about going on practice dates with him because there was no chance a real relationship would ever develop between us. But his sincere efforts to please made it a really pleasant time for me.