If You Give a Louse a Cookie

Submitted by Katelynn:

I met Steve online and he seemed normal enough through e-mail. I met him at a restaurant near me and started to get a bad feeling about the date when he texted me two minutes before the planned meeting time: "You're late."

I met him at a bring-your-own-beer restaurant and another bad feeling came over me when he brandished a bottle of wine and said, "This cost me $25." Oh, great.

He grilled me on politics and religion, beginning with, "Why the hell are you a Libertarian?" as stated in my profile.  "They've got it all wrong."

I said I didn't really want to talk about this on the first date and tried to change the subject to sports. He persisted. I asked if he would talk about something else.

He talked about sex and asked what positions I liked. I ended the date as quickly as possible and made sure he was not following me home.

He e-mailed me the next day: "You have great boobs."  I ignore him, obviously. He persisted in texting me, and I persisted in ignoring him. 

He finally messaged me that his first text was just a joke.  I responded, "But did you really think that was appropriate, though?" At this point, any rational guy would know that it is game over. If a girl tells you that you have acted inappropriately before the second date, she never wants to see you again.

He continued to text and e-mail me for over a week. I never responded until I finally had enough and texted, "I am not interested. Please stop contacting me."

He responded "Fuck you. Of all the girls I have ever met, you are the biggest bitch of them all."

I didn't reply. He later e-mailed me, "If you ever see me, don't talk to me or acknowledge me. You have no right to even look me in the eye."

The next day, on the dating site where we had first met, he winked at me.