Thursday, March 27, 2008

Anger Management

I had a blind date last weekend. Yes, that means I actually went out on a date! It's been almost a year since I've had a real date, so I was excited. I'd talked to the guy on the phone once or twice, and he sounded really nice and funny - and REALLY nerdy. He said 'toodles' instead of 'good-bye' when we ended our phone conversations. But I liked it! He sounded pretty cool.
So anyway, I was house-sitting for some friends at the time, so I gave him directions on where to pick me up for dinner. Now, those of you that have been there know that it's NOT that hard to find. Really easy, actually. But the first thing this guy said when he came to the door was "Man, this place is IMPOSSIBLE to find!" Huh. Ooookkaaayyy, maybe he just took a wrong turn, or my directions were bad. Oh well, either way, he got there. So we head out to dinner, and start talking, and I notice that he gets really worked up about certain topics - mainly work. At the restaurant, he starts to get REALLY worked up about his old job, and I'm thinking, "Man, this guy has rage issues! He should take anger management classes or something!" I just kept that to myself, thinking I'd tease him about it later in the conversation if it came up. Well, it DID come up - because he actually TELLS me that his old boss thought he had a few rage issues and suggested that he take anger management classes. WHAT??!?! Oh man... red flag, red flag, red flag! It was shortly after that that he quit his job and started somewhere else. GOO.
Not long after that conversation, we left the restaurant and he took me home - in all the date lasted less than two hours. I was back home in time enough to watch a movie with the dog I was dog-sitting. I think we both knew there was no connection or chemistry; but neither of us was complaining - hey, at least we got to go out and meet someone new! Rage issues or not, he was generally a really nice guy. He even said "toodles!" as he walked back to his car after walking me to the front door after our dinner. How jolly! My friend that set us up doesn't know him really well - I'm sure she'd met him once or twice, but had she known about the anger management issues, I'm sure she'd never have set us up.

Oh well - at least I went out on a date, right?


(I just put this picture in this post because I liked it. It has nothing to do with the topic, I know.)

3 comments:

Em and Jorg said...

Oh MY! He sounds like a winner ;) You make me chuckle, Meloo! These are the adventures of your life. Stories. For future generations. WE like it!!! he he P.S. You're a dater. Love you!

Unknown said...

I totally agree. A date is a date. And look at the hilarious story you got out of it! Toodles!

Michelle Cerutti said...

hee! just found your blog and this story cracked me up! i think for future reference you should keep in mind that any man that uses "toodles" routinely in his repertoir probably either (a) is obsessed with ned flanders, and/or (b) has repressed rage that you would do well to steer clear of! makes for a great blog post though!