1: when I started dating my JW boyfriend, we had dated in a group for several months. He said he wanted to take me on a real date. I was so excited because it would also be my first real date. I went shopping and bought a brand new outfit, I got my hair and nails done. He said he'd pick me up at 6pm and we'd go to an Italian resturant and the movies. I asked him if I should make a reservation since it was a popular resturant. He said no that he'd handle it. So he picks me up at 8:30, 2 and half hours late. His mother and little brother are with him. He obviously hadnt showered. So him and I and his mother and little brother, go to the italian resturant where we find out there is an hour and a half wait. So he says "let's just go get something to eat by the movie theatre". So we end up eating at Carl's Jrs and seeing a movie, and never got to talk to each other because his little brother insisted on telling bad jokes and sticking stuff up his nose.
2: I met a guy at a club and hesitantly gave him my phone number. We talked for about 2 months on the phone before deciding to meet in person again. We decided to go back to the club. After about 30 minutes it became obvious that there was no physical chemistry, not that he was bad looking or anything. I was a little turned off because he was high during the date. So I told him I was tired and going home. He asked to walk me to my car. Then he tried to convince me to stay longer but I was ready to go. When I opened my door he jumped on top of me, knocked me in to my truck and pinned me down. There was a struggle. I eventually fought him off, and I bloodied his nose. When he was finally a safe distance away I asked him what his problem was. To which he responded "well the plan was to basically hit it and split". I told him never to call me again. Then he followed me home, and my roomate went outside and told him to leave.
In my own defense, that is the ONLY time I've ever picked a psycho guy :)