Story Sent in by Dorrie:
I met Paul online, and our first date was short. We met in a park and he, a big guy, gave me an unexpected, large, bear hug. He then laughed and slammed a fist into his hand and said, "Ha, ha! You're so small, I bet I could smash your head between my fists like a stack of Saltine crackers!"
I asked, "Why would you say that?"
He said, "Just putting it out there, in case you were planning to try something."
I asked, "What could I possibly do to warrant the threat, let alone, the action?"
He sighed. "I dunno. Let's just do dinner, all right?"
"No thanks." I hurried back to my car. I heard him say something behind me that sounded like, "bitch," but I'd say that's preferable to being caught. between his fists.
6 comments:
Good call.
Finally somebody who is out of there in the first red flag. Good.
^^^.
But would she kick him out of bed for smashing crackers?
alot of young guys have no idea how to treat a woman.
Word. (I can't believe how many people stick around despite numerous red flags.)
Yeah, but that's one Hell of a red flag. Even the more out there stories don't usually start off with a clear threat of physical violence.
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