The weirdest thing that ever happened to old CF was a few years ago I went on a date with a gal I met online.
She was in her early 30's, cute curly hair, seemed rather intelligent and nice. She wanted to meet and go to a movie for a first date. Which I thought was a little odd. The movie went OK, she wanted to hold hands, and make out a little. I figured she was really digg'n my chili as we say here in TX. I walked her to her car and chatted a bit, gave her a good night kiss and closed her car door for her.
It felt like a good date with the exception of that god-awful perfum she wore waaaaaaaay too much of. I thought I would suffocate if I had to smell one more whiff of it. That is probably what kept me from asking her down to the corner bar for a night cap. But, I thought I could overlook it or maybe even politely suggest she use a little less in the future.
I pulled out of the parking space. Smiled and waved good bye, she smiled and waved back. I drove 5 minutes down the street and stopped to get a six pack at the beer store. While I was standing in line my phone rang. She proceeded to give me an ass reaming like I have never received. It was like the prozac levels got low and her period started at the same time or something. She was pretty much incoherent. But what I could piece together was this.
1. She doesn't understand why I cut the date off early. (We spent 15 minutes sucking face in the parking lot. She had plenty of chance to suggest something else....like sex or a drink).
2. She thought it was rude that I left with out saying good bye. (Again we hugged, kissed, bidded farewell, did the granny wave as you drive off etc..)
3. She wanted to invite me over for coffee and sex, but since I am such a jerk..oh well. ( I might have if I could have washed the perfum off her first)
4. Where do I get off being so conceited. (Well she has a point there, I am pretty dang awesome, ain't I?)
I swear on my dog's life that is a true story. Needless to say, there was no second date. So guys can get the psycho treatment too! We just don't talk about all the time and call the person a stalker. We just figure it was another person having a bad day or going through a rough time.