Dealing with the Crazies...

So, I've been going out on dates, exposing myself to new people, experiences, etc.  Mainly trying to drive the current men in my life out of my head.  But exposing yourself to dates is exposing yourself to the crazies.   Case in point?

"K" and I went out Saturday night. We met at a restaurant and he must've contacted me 4 separate times to make sure I was really going to be there.  That alone, should've given me an indication.  We had a really nice time and caught a beer next door at the bar. The evening ended on a nice note, and while I didn't feel chemistry, I felt like we'd be friends and I love having guy friends. But he ends up emailing me late that night 1:30ish in the morning and twice the next day.  I'm busy Sunday and had plans with a girlfriend (we had a great time), so I don't respond till Monday morning.  To put this into context, I left his side about 36 hours before, and the email I get?

I get some high-maintenance girl email saying that I'm rude for not responding to his emails and that if I'm gonna write him off, to give him the courtesy of a response....WTF???  What am I...20?  I'm not the girl that's gonna run home after a date and instantly get a hold of him. I'm 50 fucking years old!!! I control my orgasms people!  I'm not a guy that's gonna shoot off his wad with a premature ejac! REALLY?  Needless to say, I won't be going out again with him. But I'm really nervous about going out now. No, he doesn't know where I live, or anything, but this is crap.  I'm too old for this bullshit.

It just makes you re-think this stuff and realize how lucky your friends are that are happily married.  And God knows, I'm happy for them.  I know I made the right decision to divorce, but I'm so glad I didn't know what was on the other side afterward...or it would've made the decision even harder.