Sunday, August 1, 2010

A Dilemma

We are now approaching date #4 with Librarian Frog, and frankly, I don't know what to do about this one...

You see, I'm used to my usual pattern of one or two dates, followed by some crazy and ridiculous happening on the part of the Frog that makes it very easy for me to run screaming into the hills (or across avenues, as the case may be).

Don't get me wrong; Librarian has had his fair share of weirdness- the stalker phone calls continued until the second date, at which point I told him to cease and desist. But then he just came up with new ways to be clingy. Note that these events happened after date #3:

Example #1: We're chatting online, sending links to each other with date activity suggestions, and he sends me a link to a weekend wine tour in the Finger Lakes of Upstate New York. I respond that I don't think I know him well enough to go on a weekend trip. He responds, "Maybe next month".

Example #2: I am discussing a kayaking trip that a friend and I have been planning for weeks, and Librarian Frog says, "Well, it's a good thing you didn't invite me, because I'm scared of water."

Why in the WORLD would I invite someone I've met three times to come with me on a previously-arranged day trip? Who in their right mind goes on a weekend trip with someone they've only met THREE TIMES?!?!?

Also, who develops a phobia to water after falling out of a bunk bed during a storm on a cruise at the age of nine? Yes, that was Librarian's explanation for his fear of water...

sigh On the other hand (paw? flipper? webbed foot? What is that part of frog anatomy called?), he is a good conversationalist and is obviously either really interested or really desperate (and what's the difference, really?), so I feel bad turning those good traits down...

Yet I have a feeling that this Librarian could very easily recategorize himself from "Goofy Romantic" to "Creepy Glenn-Close-in-Fatal-Attraction Psycho".

I think it's time to hop to the next lily pad...

1 comment:

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