Life and the trials and tribulations of dating over 40.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Date Seven: The KKK

This guy was gorgeous.  6' 4", 54, but barely looked 40.  Handsome!  We went to dinner and had a nice time.  I went to his place afterwards.  HUGE house.  He was a complete package,  We talked, he was respectful and didn't try anything untoward and I was really impressed. Right up until the point where I got home and was basking in the glory of finally meeting a good one.  He called.  Drunk. Crying.  Said his mother was murdered by the KKK for having an affair with a white man, his father. The drinking was a bit much....add the KKK and we have emotional issues I wasn't equipped to deal with.  Told him I was getting back with the ex after he started make cryptic phone calls sying things like,"I know what you did."  Scary.  This one made me rethink Internet dating for a while.  

My work schedule has me trapped and meeting people on the Internet is about the only way I'm going to meet someone without going to bars alone in the wee small hours of the morning.  It's had it's scary moments.  This was one of them. Someone said to me that crazy people are all I'm going to find on the Internet. Hmmm....does that mean I'm crazy?  I don't feel crazy.  I feel annoyed that someone would think the only place I could pick up a freak would be the Internet.  People have been stalked for centuries--long before the Internet came along.  This man was a minor stalker....I've had worse.

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