My date on Friday began very well indeed, passing the newly instigated 1st test of – is he on his own? Actually, most other tests were passed also with flying colours – I was wined and dined – we laughed and compared tastes in books and films and the like. Things were looking extremely positive when after dessert he lowers the lights, leans a little closer, gives me a soft smile and …. very earnestly informs me that he’d been analysing me for a while and he was of the opinion that I would benefit greatly from a trip to a psychologist and a course of therapy. I stared back at him in utter disbelief and shortly afterwards had to excuse myself as I ran to the toilet for an uncontrollable giggling fit.
As I looked at my reflection laughing wildly back at me in the mirror a horrible thought broke out – Aw crap, he’s probably right.
He was Dutch I assume…….
Whoa – that was my question as well. Is he a psychologist himself?
You can sure pick ‘em! Does he not know that bloggers have no need of psychologists – we’re self-analysing.
I don’t know about you but I’m really enjoying your dates…
Doesn’t he realise that blogging about him counts as therapy?
nick2 – 100%
Ann – No he isn’t actually, just a regular civil servant
caro – hehe tell me about it – I hcan hardly wait to see what the next will bring
jovica – fortunatley I didn’t tell him I blog – just as well otherwise I’d not be able to write about him
you make me feel better about my love life, a chroí. keep it up!
It’s our neurosis that keep us interesting. Well, that’s what I tell myself anyway.
A course of therapy? How insulting. What’s he implying? That having met you for a remarkably brief time, he’s already concluded that you’re totally screwed-up and dysfunctional and in need of serious professional help? It seems to me he’s got some amazingly rigid stereotype of other human beings and is unable to accept people for what they actually are. If you ask me, he’s the one who needs therapy. Now don’t tell me – you’re madly in love and my opinion is totally unwanted.
rosie – well at least some good is coming out of all this hehehe
red – I completely agree – who for the love of Sufjan would ever want to be ‘normal’?
nick – It really was quite preposterous – even if he was right you’d think you’d wait a wee while before announcing those kind of thoughts – and you have no fear – I am not in love
Could’ve been worse. He could’ve said urologist. (I’m outraged on your behalf, by the way. So patronising. Ooh, I could just spit.)
Well, as long as you can laugh about it he’s handed you a perpetually brilliant story (but also, what an arrogant klootzak!)
So when’s your first session?
What an asshat! Sorry…couldn’t resist the snap judgement.
So are there any seats left on the Newly Single Express?
I would just like to point out that I didn’t go on a date with Conor recently
that’s rather a bold move for a first date!
first dates have certainly changed a LOT, sugar! bless his heart! it’s not his fault his momma dropped him on his head when he was little!
Bah, I can’t even get dates; being told I was insane would be better than nothing.
*grumble, grumble*
You being a gentleman, you probably won’t say anything, but did you make any observations that you felt like sharing, or indeed, feel like sharing now?
martin – hehe very true indeed – thank god for small mercies
catherine – I really have laughed about it over and over again
primal – I’m waiting for him to book it
HQ – plenty, hope on – we’ll have a whale of a time
73 – you should be so lucky
laurie – I wonder does he get many second dates
savannah – I suppose enough time has passed for me to show compassion hehe
robert – oh I’m not so sure, far away hills and all that
alan – Do you mean what did I say to him afterwards? After I composed myself I had some more wine and told him I’d consider it and then changed the topic swiftly to the weather
No, I mean, he thinks you need therapy; have you noticed anything similarly crazy about him?
wasn’t the whole therapy suggestion thing crazy enough??????
cheeky brat. sounds like he was the only fruit loop in town that night. does he live with his mother? has she a rocking chair near the window? i’m glad you laughed, you should have done it at the table, using a maniacal, evil plan laugh hehe
a second date would be wasted with him!
What a dick.
But APART from the strange psychoanalysis, is he a complete waste? Things were going so well up til then. And sorry, but 73 came into my mind while I was reading this, too!! x
LOL. I’m so sorry, I can’t stop laughing. I’m just trying to picture it all. Who says something like that?!
Wow, sounds like he needs the therapy. What a freak. Do you have a photo of him? You should post it to warn others
townygirl – I should have actually, I do a great evil laughter too! He doesn’t live at home – he has a wonderful flat and beautiful furniture
grannymar – as would a third and fourth I suppose?
medbh – I’m sure he meant well… or something
englishmum – he was a total sweetheart up to that point, honestly!
beth – can you imagine me hiding in the toilet trying to stiffle my own laughter
yvonne – well if he ever read these comments he’d probably never leave therapy hehe no photos – he’s a real looker though I can honestly say.
Next time, might you point out to him that he could be “projecting”?
Or that you were, in fact, “mirroring” him?
Or that you could go together to therapy on your second date?
A second date would have had you reclining on his couch eh? eh?
Now don’t tell me this was your second date with Mr Chaperonned?
You should’ve told him you couldn’t afford therapy so you were just dating random loser strangers to save money!
Bless you. If he doesn’t take you on a follow up date, he’s the one that needs the therapy.
How funny though…. ‘I really like you, but do you think you may be unhinged, somewhat?’ – it’s not a great line for a first date, is it?
thanks for the biertjes. We’ll always have Den Haag.
TBNIL
bmax – a date in therapy would be quite novel actually
HQ – hehe you are a wicked one
hidh – no it was – different people I promise
quickroute – if only I was that quick
travelling – so you don’t need therapy after the biertjes then? hehehe
To hell with that!!! Good grief don’t be putting up with that!
Oh god, now you’ve made me laugh again. I have this image of you in the men’s room wondering wtf just happened. I can’t stop laughing!
Good grief! That guy’s got one hell of an amazing chat-up line there! Try telling him laughter is the best therapy
Are you going to see him again?
When anyone you meet says the word therapy you run. You run a mile. I know I should be back talking kilometres again, but a mile is further.
“Things were looking extremely positive when after dessert he lowers the lights, leans a little closer, gives me a soft smile and …”
You are such a tease … I so wanted it to be a kiss. I am a hopeless romantic which constantly mocks my single status. Perhaps I should explore the therapy route
Bah! He’s the one who needs his head examining. He needs to go to an etiquette school to learn that you don’t tell someone they need to pay a visit to the head shrinker on the first date. You are a pearl of a man and anyone who can’t see that is blind man, BLIND.
I wonder on which date it is acceptable to tell someone they should go see a therapist?
Second?
Third?
Fourth?
Never?
You could have come back with “Actually Freud once said that the Irish were the one nation for which psycho-analysis was of no value”. I’m sure that would have stumped him. Hey if nothing else it made you laugh, that’s a precious thing
manuel – damn right!
beth – I’m pretty sure your image is very close to what it actually was hehehe
jen – well I think might – he’s actually rather a nice person underneath the odd devastiting line
eolai – I did, I did …well I cycled away, it is The Netherlands after all….
ellie – Well I do hope I’ll have some romantic moments for you in the future
emmak – aren’t you just the sweetest thing down the road. Can I hire you as my PR agent?
alan – well you’re up to four now with your one, What’s that like?
thrift – did he really? Actually, it doesn’t matter, I’m going to say it anyway, I love it!
hahaaha! Best first date story ever.
Gotta love the dutch, hey?