Lisaq’s Most Bizarre Date Yet!

Some days I can’t even believe the weirdness that is my dating life. As if the old college boyfriend wasn’t enough.

A couple of days ago, I had an email from a guy near Wichita (about 1 1/2 hours away from Mapdot) who wanted to meet. I agreed and emailed him my number (which you all know I never do). Yesterday he texted to set up a meet. After we had worked out the details, he revealed that he is deaf.

Well, okay. This is going to be interesting.

We met at Chili’s and things started out okay at first. We communicated by writing notes to each other. I got a little nervous when he started talking about kissing 15 minutes in but I tried to keep an open mind.

The server came to the table for about the 4th time and I asked if he wanted to eat. He asked if I was paying the tab. I was hungry, I agreed.

By then I was sure this was not going to go anywhere for me. There was no attraction and I was put off by the kissing talk and by his asking if I was buying. Not that I really mind buying, but he was the one who asked to meet and offered to drive to Mapdot.

As we were finishing the meal, he asked what I wanted to do afterwards. Apologizing, I explained that I didn’t feel a connection. I said that he seemed very nice, but that I didn’t think it was going to go anywhere. I told him I thought I was going to go. He began a tirade the likes of which I’ve never seen.

He accused me of judging him. I said that if I were judging him, I would never have agreed to meet him.

He told me I was rude and wasn’t giving him a chance. When I explained that I was just trying to be honest and asked if he would rather I led him on, he said that this was fucked up and accused me of blowing him off.

Again, I explained that I was just trying to be honest. I apologized and said that for me it was all about chemistry and that I just wasn’t feeling any. He went off about how he drove here and I should give him gas money.

Lord God, anything to get out of this nightmare! I threw $20 at him. He cursed at me some more and then apologized and asked if I would forgive him.

I accepted the apology and said that I was still going to go home. He actually asked for a kiss! I told him I was leaving, stood up and picked up my purse. He stormed out. I stood in the restaurant and waited for him to pull out of the parking lot.

While I was driving home, he sent three very nasty texts. There were 15 or so more after I got home. Most of them calling me horrible names, one threatening to kick my ass and my daughter’s ass. The last one called me a whore. Then, thankfully, the phone finally went quiet. Oh except for the one that came at midnight.

It’s scary out there kids. Be careful!

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