Musey, 29, from Florida, writes:

So, my roommate hooked me up for a date for Halloween. We chatted online a few times and she'd gone out with him previously so I thought, "okay, why not?"

He came over to my house first so I could help him with his costume. Things were going fine but when it was time to leave for the club, he asked if we could take my car because his was almost out of gas.

So we took my car and when we got there, there was a covercharge. Only problem, he forgot his wallet. I almost suggested we go back to my place to get it, but the lady at the door was like, "Oh just pay for it." So I did. Once inside, he started dancing around with any woman he could find.

So, I just hung out by the bar until an even hotter guy asked me to dance. We danced a bit but then the smoke started getting to me andI just didn't feel well. I told my date that I wanted to go home and he was like, "ButI'm still having fun!" "Fine," I tell him, "you can find your own ride home."

I got back to my place, and realized I still had his jacket and keys in my car. I dumped the stuff on top of his car, half hoping someone would steal it, and I went to bed. Never saw that guy again.