Dating Disasters: Mike the mama's boy

In Dating Disasters delen anonieme lezers hun meest gênante, tenenkrommende en dramatische dates. Deze week: the mama's boy.

I had never felt so nervous before a date. After a few days of back and forth messaging on Tinder, I was finally about to meet Mike. We had the same interests and seemed to have a good connection, so I was, in hindsight completely unjustifiably, hopeful.

We agreed to meet at a café in the city center. When I walked in, I saw him standing there. He was a handsome man with a friendly smile, which made my nerves give way to excitement. We greeted each other with a hug and took a seat at a cozy table on a heated terrace.

Our conversation flowed just as smoothly as it had on the app, but as the evening progressed, something strange began to happen. Mike started talking about his mother at every opportunity he got. He told me how much she meant to him and how often they saw each other. My jaw dropped when he said that he ate at her place every night and cooked for himself at most four times a year. While I think it's important for someone to have a good relationship with their family, this is of course ridiculous. for a grown man of 36.

When we decided to go out for dinner, he suggested the restaurant. This was, I kid you not, his mother's favorite restaurant. During dinner, he constantly talked about her and how she always took care of him, cooked, and even cleaned his apartment. This woman was completely crashing our date and she wasn't even there.

At one point, I wasn't even listening anymore and started imagining a future with someone who was so attached to his mother. I spontaneously got panic sweats from it. The way Mike talked about his mother, she might as well have been lying between us on our wedding night.

To avoid a very creepy Norman Bates scenario, I politely cut the date short around half past eight with the message that I wasn't really feeling it. His response to that statement I will never, ever be able to recount with a straight face. Because from his ‘too bad, I would have loved to introduce you to my mother’ I burst into a fit of laughter that could be heard six villages away.

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