Well Behaved

So, culturally, I redeemed myself last night. I went to see "The Cherry Orchard" downtown. It was excellent. I did not spank, yell, giggle uncontrollably or wrap myself in precautionary materials. I was a pleasant, intellectual adult. Yawn.

But I forgot to explain why I went to the play last night NOT with EC, as that who was supposed to go with me originally. I did not go with EC because he turned out to be a FREAK.

The following is a "conversation" that we had Sunday night. Background: I called him to confirm that he was still going to be able to attend the play with me (he requested that I get the tickets - which are free for me) since his work schedule has been wacky lately. Here is the honest-to-God way that the "conversation" went down (and I mean downHILL):

R: "So, I wanted to make sure that you are still planning to go to the play with me on Thursday. You didn't make other plans?"

EC: "WHAT IF I DID MAKE OTHER PLANS?! SEE, THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T WANT TO GET INTO A RELATIONSHIP. I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO JUSTIFY MY EVERY ACTION!" (capital letters mean yelling in case you live under a rock)

R: "Wow. Ok, then. I'll make it easy for you."

CLICK. (That's ME hanging up on him.)

Can you say I-S-S-U-E-S?! Wowsers.

When I hung up, I instantly went into head scratching mode. Apparently, his craziness was camouflaged in his normal appearance and demeanor. Or, he didn't take his meds that day. Whatever the reason, I was absolutely flabbergasted; but, to be honest, I just had to laugh because his reaction to a simple and seemingly harmless question was so ridiculous. You would have thought that I dropped the "l" word on him or asked him to come back to Buffalo to meet the parents. No. Apparently, it was the play that broke the freak's back.

So, my loves, another one bites the dust. And I think I'm really more than ok with this one. Can you imagine if I asked him to do something for Valentine's Day? Holy crap. That could have been ugly.