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Earlier this year I was asked out on a date. It went something like this:

(Ping – new text message notification sound)

Anonymous Texter (AT): Bianca?

Me: Who is this?

AT: It’s me Bob* You know  the guy you met today while I was at the house installing the _____ *.

Me: Oh! Well hi, and yes this is Binky.

Bob: So what are you up to?

Me: (Hesitating and trying to think how AT got my number…)

I phone a friend for support. Hey, you know AT right?

Friend: Well, I’ve worked with him, but I don’t really know him. He seems nice and I’ve heard nice things about him. I wouldn’t worry – I don’t think he’s like a stalker or anything.

Hmmmm…she’s using the word stalker already. This cannot be good.

AT: I got your number from the front gate – they gave it to me because you’re my contact for that house this week.

Me: Oh, yeah.  Well, not much – I am just watching a movie and playing with the dog.  What about you?

AT: Same thing.  So I was wondering…

Me: Yeah????

AT: You seem really cool and I was wondering if you might like to go out sometime?

Me: Ummm…sure, that would be cool.

AT: Really?!!?!?  Ok, so when can I pick you up for a date?

Me: Well, I have Wednesday or Friday free this week.

AT: Great! Let’s do both!  OMG – I can’t wait to pick you up.  So what are some things you like to do??!?!

Me: Whoa. Umm…why don’t we just pick one of those days and see how things turn out? I’d hate for us to get ahead of ourselves…you know?

AT: Oh, ok.  Sure.  So can I come get you at 7pm on Wednesday? What are some of your favorite things to do?

Me: Sure.  I like to do lots of different things, mostly I just hang out with friends, go to church activities, I like movies and bookstores.

AT: Great!  Well I can’t wait to pick you up!  I haven’t been out on a date in a while, so this is so great!!!!

It progressed from here – he continued to text me like a young high school boy and eventually I told him that I was going to have to cancel.  Partly because I was interested in someone else at the time, but also – I have to admit – he kinda scared me with his(what I called) over-enthusiasm.

Don’t get me wrong – I’m glad he was making it known he was interested in me, but I think he was just coming on a little too strong!  But maybe I should have know he was a man of excess from the start…after all, he did have a little too much hair gel on his hair…

*Names and identifying characteristics have been changed to protect the identity of those involved…or at least I tried to change the info, some I just couldn’t not mention!