Originally Posted by DJay23

Wow, how appropriate this thread popped up. I've got a fresh one, happened Sunday night.

So I've been seeing this girl since the beginning of December. We'd had a few ups and downs, but after every issue cropped up, things seemed to be better afterward and we seemed to be moving forward quite well.

So Sunday night, I was in a crabby mood. Just one of those things. So she's at my place and we're settling in to watch a movie. She decides she wants some ice cream. I have a new carton of Turkey Hill Peanut Butter Cup (which is more like chocolate ice cream with huge bricks of peanut butter in). So we're scooping this stuff out, and she starts picking all of the big pieces of peanut butter out of the carton. I made a face like, "what the ****?" Finally she says, "what?" I say, "If I wanted chocolate ice cream, I would have bought chocolate ice cream." With this I give in and say, "I'm in a really bad mood, I can't do this tonight, I'm gonna take you home." So she absolutely LOSES it.

Originally Posted by Rain Man

Cute?

Originally Posted by mike_b_284

Welcome to my world. the effing planets must be in some kind of psycho bitch alignment...rep

Originally Posted by Bob Dole

You left out the part where you had sex just before the ice cream incident.

Originally Posted by Baby Lee

Let the record reflect that I made the initial post, and expressed my regret over the visceral reaction I have developed. I take no responsibility for the subsequent direction this discussion takes. :p

Originally Posted by DJay23

Wow, how appropriate this thread popped up. I've got a fresh one, happened Sunday night.

So I've been seeing this girl since the beginning of December. We'd had a few ups and downs, but after every issue cropped up, things seemed to be better afterward and we seemed to be moving forward quite well.

So Sunday night, I was in a crabby mood. Just one of those things. So she's at my place and we're settling in to watch a movie. She decides she wants some ice cream. I have a new carton of Turkey Hill Peanut Butter Cup (which is more like chocolate ice cream with huge bricks of peanut butter in). So we're scooping this stuff out, and she starts picking all of the big pieces of peanut butter out of the carton. I made a face like, "what the ****?" Finally she says, "what?" I say, "If I wanted chocolate ice cream, I would have bought chocolate ice cream." With this I give in and say, "I'm in a really bad mood, I can't do this tonight, I'm gonna take you home." So she absolutely LOSES it. She goes berserk and starts saying she's never been treated this way in her life, like some piece of shit off the street. She continued on, telling me I'm the most selfish person she's every met and I make her sick to her stomach. I'm trying to stay calm and at the same time calm her down, but she's in irrational PSYCHO mode. Eventually, she's so disgusted by my selfishness (because the jewelry and all of the dinners and countless other movies and shit that I've paid for don't COUNT) that she locks herself in my bathroom and calls her cousin to come get her, only he doesn't answer. I tell her to unlock the door, because in her state I don't trust her (hey, I've got toothbrushes and medication that could be tainted). She refuses, so I tell her I have to take a huge dump (which was true). So she comes out and in the state I'm in, I forget about the shit (I wanted to keep my eye on her). She realizes I don't have to go to the bathroom so she runs back in. I was quick enough to get over and hold the doorknob so she can't lock it and she flips out calling me all sorts of names. I ask her in a calm and rational voice to please just open the door and I won't bother her, but she won't. So I try pushing it open and she's pushing back. Now she's like 110 pounds and I'm 190. You do the math. I start to push and she starts crying like I'm coming in to beat her to death, which is the farthest thing from my mind. Eventually she gives in and lets me in. We sit there in silence and finally I say, "please just let me take you home so I can get on with my life." She agrees. As she is walking out I realize she has my thick wool socks on (I love those damn things). I ask for my socks back, I'll even give her another pair to wear home, I just want those. She tells me, "Go to ****ing hell you selfish piece of shit," while flipping me off right in my face. Finally I had to be loud, and I said, "**** you, you crazy asshole!" (Yes I am a very patient person and it takes a lot to get me to yell or call people names). She went on, in great shock that I could even think that she was crazy, to call me every name she could think of with the word, "****" in heavy rotation. I took her home, not a word was said.

All of this is the truth. I haven't spoken to her since, and I don't want to. I'm already working on my next ex.

She flips out over ice cream? What the hell?

Originally Posted by DJay23

Funny you should mention that. When we were getting off the couch to get the ice cream I said, "I could go for some sex right now." As it turns out she had just put some kind of yeast infection cream in her cooter so I was out of luck. Had we had sex, I would have been in a better mood, and I'd probably still be unknowingly waiting for that bomb to go off.

Originally Posted by Mer

What the hell kind of psycho boyfriend gives a **** if she picks the chunky things out of her ice cream?

Originally Posted by Mer

DAMMIT CHIEFS4ME

Originally Posted by DJay23

So I've been seeing this girl since the beginning of December. ... Eventually, she's so disgusted by my selfishness (because the jewelry and all of the dinners and countless other movies and shit that I've paid for don't COUNT)

Originally Posted by DJay23

Did you not read the part where I said I was in a bad mood? Typical woman, forgetting details that make their reactions overreactions. She was picking the chunks out of the carton. I probably wouldn't have said anything about it if I wasn't so crabby, which by the time, was the first time in the month and a half we were together that I was in a bad mood (I'm normally very cheery).

Originally Posted by Bob Dole

So your reaction to her grabbing the PB chunks had nothing to do with getting shot down immediately beforehand.

Gotcha. :rolleyes:

Originally Posted by Mer

DAMMIT CHIEFS4ME

Originally Posted by siberian khatru

You've only been dating this chick since December and you've already bought her jewelry?

:shake:

Originally Posted by DJay23

Just trust me on this one Bob, sex was not a problem in our relationship.

Trust me.

Originally Posted by Mer

I would have calmly dumped the entire thing over your head and left with your ****ing socks.

Originally Posted by DJay23

Just trust me on this one Bob, sex was not a problem in our relationship.

Trust me.

Originally Posted by Mer

Men that have good sex don't ruin it over ice cream.


Trust me.

Originally Posted by DJay23

So what you're saying is, you are also insane.

Over ice cream? Give me a break.

Originally Posted by DJay23

A. I didn't ruin shit. SHE flipped out, not me. I made one snide comment, then tried to avoid further strife by suggesting we should call it an evening.

B. I'll have more sex. I'm not worried.

Originally Posted by DJay23

So what you're saying is, you are also insane.

Over ice cream? Give me a break.

Originally Posted by Bob Dole

Perhaps not for you.

Her reaction might seem to be a little less "psycho" if you'd look at it from her perspective, though.

Originally Posted by Mer

Then you stalked her to the bathroom because you were worried about your toothbrush.



Right. She's the psycho one.

Originally Posted by DJay23

It should also be mentioned that I offered to give her the whole carton of ice cream and everything edible in my apartment.

Originally Posted by Donger

It seems that she didn't freak out over the ice cream, but the fact that you decided to end the evening over it.

Is that the case?

Originally Posted by Mer

Maybe you should stop trying to buy affection and work on your mood swings.

Originally Posted by DJay23

No, she specifically kept referencing the ice cream and saying she can't believe how selfish I am. It was about this supposed selfishness, which I tried to explain is a manifestation of my bad mood.

What shocks me is this. I admitted to being in a bad mood. I made arude comment about the ice cream. I tried to avoid further rudeness on my part by taking her home. Who ends a relationship over ICE CREAM?

The point is, it's for the best. I could tell far worse stories about her. Things that would have sent other men sprinting the other way, but I am forgiving and I wanted to give her a chance. Better this happened now than 2 years from now when we're married with kids.

Originally Posted by Mer

Then you stalked her to the bathroom because you were worried about your toothbrush.



Right. She's the psycho one.

Originally Posted by DJay23

Who ends a relationship over ICE CREAM?

Originally Posted by raiderhader

Uhm, it was HIS bathroom she locked herself in, in a very emotional state. What was he supposed to do, go sit down with the ice cream and finish the movie like nothing had taken place?

Originally Posted by Mer

lol. You're so full of shit. You didn't ask to take her home. You didn't suggest it. You told her. Right after yelling at her about ice cream. You said. **** your plans. **** if you want to be here. I can't deal with life so I don't want to deal with you.

Originally Posted by Donger

You, apparently.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

God knows women are NEVER demanding or unreasonable when they are in a bad mood.....

Originally Posted by raiderhader

God knows women are NEVER demanding or unreasonable when they are in a bad mood.....

Originally Posted by Donger

You, apparently.

Originally Posted by DJay23

You all seem to have misunderstood. By taking her home, I was not ending the relationship or trying to keep her from my ice cream, I was trying to help her avoid my bad mood. It just wasn't going to happen that night. Not breaking up with her, trying to SAVE the relationship. She wigged out, not me. I made a rude comment and tried stop the insanity.

Jesus, I'm done talking about this. I guess you had to be there to understand the level to which she lost it.

Originally Posted by Mer

Bingo.

A woman that wants to talk doesn't lock herself in the bathroom.
A smart man would just leave her the hell alone.
Especially one that wanted to be alone in the first place.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

So this chick flies off the handle unexpectedly, starts ranting and raving, runs to the dude's bathroom, locks herself in, and he is supposed to just ignore it and hope she doesn't slit her wrists with his razor or do something else completely crazy, in his bathroom?

Have you any idea just how fucking insane that sounds, my dear?

Originally Posted by DJay23

By taking her home, I was not ending the relationship

Originally Posted by Mer

I can bet there isn't a guy in this world that I've ever dated that would worry about his toothbrush if I locked myself in his bathroom.

Originally Posted by Mer

I can bet there isn't a guy in this world that I've ever dated that would worry about his toothbrush if I locked myself in his bathroom.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

So this chick flies off the handle unexpectedly, starts ranting and raving, runs to the dude's bathroom, locks herself in, and he is supposed to just ignore it and hope she doesn't slit her wrists with his razor or do something else completely crazy, in his bathroom?

Have you any idea just how fucking insane that sounds, my dear?

Originally Posted by Mer

My god.
What the hell kind of girls are you dating?


There's a whole slew of other things she could have been doing.

Like. OH I DUNNO. washing her face and reapplying her makeup.
Or just getting a break from being bitched at about nothing.


I can bet there isn't a guy in this world that I've ever dated that would worry about his toothbrush if I locked myself in his bathroom.

Originally Posted by Mer

Oh ok. Then write this on a little note card.

"sweetheart, I'm sorry. I'm in a pissy mood. Maybe I should just take you home before I inflict my disease upon your wonderful person."

Originally Posted by raiderhader

So this chick flies off the handle unexpectedly, starts ranting and raving, runs to the dude's bathroom, locks herself in, and he is supposed to just ignore it and hope she doesn't slit her wrists with his razor or do something else completely crazy, in his bathroom?

Have you any idea just how fucking insane that sounds, my dear?

Originally Posted by Mer

My god.

Like. OH I DUNNO. washing her face and reapplying her makeup.
Or just getting a break from being bitched at about nothing.


I can bet there isn't a guy in this world that I've ever dated that would worry about his toothbrush if I locked myself in his bathroom.

Originally Posted by DJay23

In essence, that's what I was trying to do. Not with the flowery language, but then again it's kind of hard when you are in a bad mood.

Originally Posted by Donger

Yes, that's EXACTLY what you do. I took me a very long time, and considerable pain, to learn how to deal with females in such a situation.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

If she wants to lock herself in her own bathroom, whatever. She wants to lock herself in MY batroom, totally different story.

Originally Posted by Donger

Errr, yes, you were. You may not have realized it at the time (or now), but you set that into action.

Have you ever lived with a woman? You jnow, besides relations?

Originally Posted by DJay23

Did you even read my original post?

The last bitchy thing I said was, "If I wanted chocolate ice cream I would have bought it." After that she was the one shrieking uncontrollably at the top of her lungs and I was the voice of reason.

Trust me, she was NOT washing her face or doing shit with her makeup. She was yelling at me from inside the bathroom and I could hear her stomping around. I take blood pressure medicine too, and she knows right were it is. In her state, I could easily have seen her dump it all down the sink.

Face it, you're just trying to stick up for WOMEN not this woman. She lost control, I was in a bad mood. Big difference.

Originally Posted by DJay23

We didn't live together. She seemed not at all concerned about going home, and she made no mention of it. Read carefully:

SHE WENT PSYCHO OVER ICE CREAM.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

If she wants to lock herself in her own bathroom, whatever. She wants to lock herself in MY batroom, totally different story.

Originally Posted by Donger

If you had just said, "Look, I'm in a really bad mood tonight. Maybe we should call it a night" BEFORE commenting on the ice cream, do you think she'd have had the same reaction?

Originally Posted by Donger

Heh. Rookie.

Sorry, but I just don't think in those terms any longer. It's all hers.

Originally Posted by Mer

Surprise surprise! Mer sticking up for women!

She could be totally not worth my effort, but I wouldn't know. All i know is how you responded. What you typed. And I think you're nuts.

Is the blood pressure medication because you have anger problems?

Originally Posted by DJay23

Not likely as severe, but she's very emotionally unstable. Like walking on egg shells. Her outburst wasn't the surprise, it was the level and volume of it that was.

Originally Posted by Mer

Before I die I'm going to lock myself in your bathroom just for kicks.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

You are thinking from the stand point of living with someone, that would certainly change the situation. I'm not talking about a live in GF or wife, when I say MY bathroom, I mean MY fucking bathroom.

In the case of DJay, it is readily apparent that they did not live togther.

Originally Posted by Donger

Yes, I know. I just making the case that co-habitating makes you reevaluate such things. It also makes people tend to think more about dealing with each other and resolving issues such as this.

Originally Posted by raiderhader

Kind of hard to resolve issues with someone who has taken the liberty of "hiding" from you behind a locked door.

Originally Posted by Donger

Yes, I know. I just making the case that co-habitating makes you reevaluate such things. It also makes people tend to think more about dealing with each other and resolving issues such as this.

Originally Posted by Donger

Or knowing enough about each other so that the other party does not resort to locking themselves in a bathroom.

Originally Posted by DJay23

It should also be mentioned that I offered to give her the whole carton of ice cream and everything edible in my apartment.

Originally Posted by Bob Dole

"HERE!!! TAKE THE WHOLE ****ING CARTON YOU FAT ****ING MOO-COW!" doesn't really count as a sincere offer...

Originally Posted by raiderhader

That takes time. The time period in question for situation currently being discussed is at most a month and a half. Just how much are two people going to learn about each other in that time frame under normal circumstances?

Originally Posted by Mer

Am I really the only person here that can pick a lock?

Originally Posted by Bob Dole

Bob Dole can pick his nose. Does that count?

Originally Posted by Rain Man

This is kind of like that scene in "The Jerk" where that psycho guy is shooting at Steve Martin, and he concludes that the guy doesn't like cans.

Originally Posted by Mer

Only if you use a credit card to do it.

Originally Posted by Mer

Am I really the only person here that can pick a lock?