I love CBS’ 48 Hours. I feel as if it was created for me to identify potential dangerous situations in advance and help me steer clear of them.
I sprained muscles in my back and my shoulder. It was pretty nasty. I went to the doctor and she could see the sprain before even touching it. Nevertheless, she prescribed muscle relaxers. She offered to write me a note to not return to work. I declined as I had a ton of work to do and mid-term to take that night. Later, that evening Dan (online dater) sent me a message asking for my plans for the night. I said I had a mid-term and mentioned my injury and how I needed to take muscle relaxer. He said okay and then offered to come over and give me a massage. Creepy, right?
What woman in her right mind, would allow a complete stranger to come over to their house when they took a muscle relaxer. It was my first time taking one and suffice to say when it hit, it took me out for the count. I declined and he asked repeatedly. We agreed upon dinner the next day. He left a long voicemail the next day explaining that he had to work. I used to be a chronic liar (high school and college for no good reason) and the sign of bad liar is too much detail. But it was whatever.
So today, he sends a message inviting me over for burgers. I declined as I had another mid-term to take tonight. I also mentioned the other days that I had obligations. He asked if I could come by after my exam. I sent a message and said no, I needed to take another muscle relaxer and that I wasn’t comfortable with a home visit so early.
His response, I’m not comfortable with people taking muscle relaxers, good luck to you. Dan.
I started to reply and explain that I’m not addicted. Given my schedule, I’m lucky to take one pill a day. Then I caught myself and realized that he was lashing out probably because he was a creep. I might take a pill tonight but most likely not, there’s a lot of tv that I want to watch tonight. The Event, Real Skanks (that applies to many of the cities but not all of them women) of Atlanta and Castle. And there’s no fighting a muscle relaxer.