I met a man on one of the on line dating services two weeks ago named Tracy. Had dinner with him three times since then. He seemed very smitten but I wasn’t. I figured it was time to break things off, after our last evening together this last Saturday. He was too whiney, and just getting over a divorce. Also, he uses too much aftershave. (By the way, I am 60, divorced, and I never thought I was stupid, until tonight.)
A couple of hours ago, about 8:00, I got a knock on the door. Thought it was the UPS man (I didn’t look, my mistake, I know). It was Tracy.
He came in and told me a long weird story about himself, his mother, and the police. The bottom line he said was that he had been thrown out of his apartment by his mother, who owned it (she is 85).
So now here I am, trying to deal with this guy who is very upset and not very rational (and who I know carries a gun because I have seen his permit, this is dumb ass Texas!). He started telling me about all the neat trips we could take to Mexico and showed me the brochures! I got scared, and managed to grab my cell phone, then excused myself to go to the bathroom. Locked myself in and called my son, who was in the house, but on the computer, and therefore, totally out of touch. Unfortunately, he had his phone set on vibrate, and wasn’t wearing it.
After that didn’t work, I went into the kitchen to get my “guest” a beer, and while there, tapped on my son’s door, said, “Tracy’s here, get out here”! Fortunately, he heard me and responded immediately. Thank you, thank you, and thank you! Between the two of us, we managed to convince my “guest” that he needed to see an attorney first thing in the morning.
He left! We locked the doors and I promise never to open the door again without looking first. I can still smell his aftershave! Ugh! How could I have been so stupid!
