Going for a Ride

Submitted by Denise:

John and I met up at a local mall, but he told me that he had a better idea for something to do for our first date and he volunteered to drive, so I climbed into his car and off we went.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, ready for adventure.

"It's a surprise," he said.

Twenty minutes later, I had discovered that he was a conversational dud.  Every question I asked him received a one-word reply (if that) and everything I did to try and expand the conversation fell flat.  He simply did not seem interested in talking.

After I was sure that we had passed the same house twice, I asked him, "Where are we going?"

"Just for a ride."

"A ride where?"

He turned to me and said, "Does every ride need a destination?  I just thought it would be a good way for us to–"

"Look out!" I screamed.

He turned to the road, or rather, the sidewalk onto which he was about to drive.  He swerved, too far, and nearly took out a car in the oncoming lane.

"Pull over!" I yelled, "Pull over!  Pull over!"

"It's okay!" he shouted, his hands turning white on the steering wheel, "We're fine!  I was just distracted!"

"Pull over now!" I demanded.

He stopped the car short, jumped out, ran to my side, and opened my door so fast that I thought it would fly off of its hinge.

"Get out of my car," he said.

I shook my head.  "You drive me back, first!"

He reached in to pull me out, but I said, "If you touch me, I swear to god that you're going to regret it, if you so much as touch me."

He slammed my door closed, climbed back in on his side, drove me back to the mall, and dropped me off as far as he could from my car, on the other side of the parking lot.  I jumped out and he sped away.


  1. That is MESSED UP. What is wrong with these women???!!! It is NEVER a good idea to accept a ride from a stranger, EVER. And talking to them online doesn't count as "knowing" someone. Holy shit. I bet you'll never do that again eh? HOPEFULLY you wont. Go back and read some of the other horror stories on this site, and avoid getting raped.

  2. Sorry, but you should never take rides from strangers. Did your mom not teach you that? Also, didn't you notice he wasn't much of a talker from phone calls leading up to the date?

  3. You were so so scared he needed to pull over.....so he could drive you home?

  4. I'm sorry, this doesn't make any sense. First you're insisting he pull over because his driving isn't safe, then you're insisting he drive you home? What were you making him pull over to do, instantly become a better driver?

  5. Holy crap. You lucked out. Don't get into a car with a stranger ever again!

  6. Teenage girls seem to be getting dumber by the year.

  7. The anon above confirms why accepting a ride from a stranger is dumb: the world is full of asshats with anger management problems. Be careful out there.

  8. "Let's go for a ride!"

    "Where are we going?"

    "The country. I'm going to rape and kill you, then dump your body on a pig farm."

    "Sounds good!"

  9. "You almost killed us with your driving"

    "Get out of my car"

    "No, drive me home first"

    I'm sorry, but if your common sense is that bad then you deserve to get raped.

  10. @5:00pm - Didn't we already have that date? Something about a barn and a creepy ritual, possibly with the OP has the sacrifice?

  11. Yeah Nikki, there was. Also that happens to be my favorite one.

  12. hahahaha, now do you understand why he did not engage in a conversation while DRIVING?
    I bet you STFU for the rest of the ride.

  13. 1.get in
    2. sit down
    3. SHUT-UP
    what part did you not understand?

  14. I'm calling bullshit on this entire story.


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