Another Crisis Averted!

Ok, So, I was out with my steady date boy on Friday night, right? I had plans to see new date boy on Saturday night, for dinner and music documentaries at his house. I love music documentaries.

Saturday afternoon he calls and leaves a msg to say hi. Later, he sends a text saying, "harumpf." Then, at 5 pm, he leaves me this pissed off message asking if we are still meeting and telling me to call him if no, so he can make other plans, "or whatever." He said "whatever" about three times.

I was so irritated by the tone, the expectation that I should be available to him before our date and his demands, that I sent him a text saying, "I am having my day, ------, if you want to make other plans for the evening, I understand. I heard nothing for the rest of the night.

This afternoon, he sends me a text saying, "ouch, my heart hurts Iris. No fair..." I sent one back saying that I am ready to talk if he wants. He writes back, "talk about what, Iris? It is pretty obvious you're in deep with your married fellow. I just wish you would've been honest with me from the start." (I actually was honest or he wouldn't know about the "married fellow.")

Then he texts, "joker." I always call him a joker...

I continue to tell him that I am open to talk.

Then he says, "you stood me up Iris; just when I was falling in love with you."

OMG

I continued to tell him that I was open to talk.

Again, I asked if we could talk. I could'nt believe the craziness. I hadn't gotten the chance to stand him up - we weren't supposed to meet until around 7 or so...In love with me? What??? We've gone out for about two months. Ladies, I know I am old-fashioned, but I am not in close to being in love with him - I don't feel like I know him yet.

He finally called and there was all kinds of scratchy movement on the phone and he sounded slurry. FOUR TIMES, he called and couldn't manage to stay on the phone. He slurred, "hello," and the call would drop. The fifth time he called he stayed on. I asked him what was going on and why the call kept dropping? He said, "I was going through the tunnel." I said, are you driving? "Yeah, he said, under the bridge." I asked, are you drunk? He said, "yeah." A few mumbles later, I asked, are you at home? He said, "yeah."

OK - (He couldn't have been on the Bay bridge in the previous calls and been at home on the current one...)

So, I told him we couldn't talk if he was drunk and he agreed. But, he had to add, "you drive me crazy - you drive me fucking crazy."

OH BOY

I got off of the phone. This poor boy is crazy - and it has nothing to do with me. Good to know. Thank God! Another crisis averted by my sister spirit - guardian angel.