Finally, after about ten minutes of this, she pointed at a certain bottle of perfume and told me she “really wanted it.” Price tag: 0. She then sent me a long, angry tirade about how I am a “very rude man” and how I “don’t know how to treat women” and that she never wanted to see me again. I only want to be with a man who treats women nicely! Five minutes later, just as I was about to drive away, she responded saying that she’ll be right down. She gets in the car and almost immediately starts loudly complaining about her apartment, one of her girlfriends, and about my car.
When I asked what her issue was, she said, “It’s my birthday next week! ” When I reminded her that I bought her both drinks and some food at the bar, she said, “If I wanted to eat last night I would have stayed home and ate with my daughter! Russian Girl 3 I once scheduled a first date with a Russian woman, about 25 years old. Remember, this is a first date so I had never met her in real life before. She spends the entire first date loudly, and I mean loudly complaining about various different things, from her ex-boyfriend, to her mom, to politics, to her job, and just about everything else you can think of.
I drove her to her friend’s house, and she got out, dropped something off, talked to her friend for a few minutes, and got back in my car. I start shaking my head, but she pleads with me and says that it’s very close.
After confirming that the location is indeed close, against my better judgment, I agree. ” and angrily throws her package on the floor of my car, folds her arms, and looks out the window.
At about 30 minutes into the discussion, she asked me if I could drive her to a friend’s house to drop something off.
It was an odd request, but I went along with it because it was in the same neighborhood where we already were. However, she then asks me if I can drive her to yet another place to run some kind of errand before taking her back home.
I could tell this was a very bad idea, so I gently prodded her to move along. It was no big deal, and outside of the perfume shit, I had a good time. She responded again (after five minutes) saying that she was “almost ready” and would be right down in a “few minutes.” I really considered driving away, but I waited.
She frowned at me, kept on smelling different perfumes, and asking the clerk there various questions. The next day, I texted her and hit her up for a third meet. After almost 40 minutes of this bullshit, she comes down.
At one point, my sister-in-law (my brother’s wife who even had the same last name as me) posted a friendly post on my personal Facebook page, and this Russian woman lost her mind.Today, I will demonstrate exactly why I had to very reluctantly, permanently boycott Russian women from my dating life.As always, we need to get our definitions straight.Secondly, I have zero experience dating women in Russia/FSU who actually live in Russia/FSU.100% of my experience is with Russian women living in the West.On that second date, before we went into a fancy bar, we took a quick walk around an adjacent mall. “It’s my birthday next week,” she said, again nodding at the perfume. Several times more, she kept trying to get me to buy this 0 bottle of perfume. We had only met one time before, and we had never had sex or anything else like that.At the Nordstrom’s store, she stopped and started trying various perfumes. Finally, she realized I wasn’t going to buy her the damn thing, so she relented, and we went to the bar. In the car, while dropping her off back at her place, she got very sexual but didn’t get to sex (she refused to go to my place and refused to let me into her place).I thought it odd, but just shrugged and went with it. Russian Girl 4: I once briefly (you’ll see why) dated a Russian woman who would literally do shots of vodka first thing in the morning, right after she woke up.I thought it was very strange and obviously a terrible idea, but since I’m outcome independent, it didn’t bother me.She had no car, so I picked her up at her apartment which was right by the bar we were going visit. I’ve been on an amount of first dates that numbers well into the triple digits, and I’ve had a woman this brazenly scream a constant stream of negativity like that, not to mention making me wait 40 minutes.On my way over, she sent me a string of long texts about exactly where I was supposed to park. Needless to say, I never texted her back after that.