um, yeah...

Well, guys, I'm not going to the Packer Game, but given the circumstances, I'm not that upset...

My sister's friend Dean, a fellow packer fan, had season tickets and had asked her to go to the game cuz he had extra. Which is how I got asked. Well, he was going to bring his "girlfriend's" daughter to the game, but she didnt' really wanna go unless her mom went, and her mom hated football (so WHY was he dating her)?

So my sister asks a pretty natural question; since he has an extra ticket, if he hasn't thought of anyone to bring instead, can her husband come?

"What about childcare?", he asks.

"Well, I told my friend I had to ask you first, but she might be able to watch the kids if Dennis can go," my sister says (Dennis didn't know yet).

Dean blows up, and starts telling her how hurt an offended he is and how he doesn't want to go anymore, and then whines, "They weren't my tickets anyway; they were my parents'...." (Psycho rule #1: When REAL boyfriend/husband comes into the conversation, as they are apt to do... go nuts).

Um, okaaaay, that just creeps me out... him all wanting to take us to the game until she asks if her husband can go. And then she tells me more. He had thought we should all ride to the stadium together because he knew where it was, and it would save on parking fees. Parking fees I can understand, but even I can find the Stadium. Well, okay, that doesn't make him psycho.

But, he's always getting her these presents just because she's a "cool friend", he says, and she thought, okay, he's just a really, really nice guy. And then he thought it would be cool if they went out together on Halloween as a fifities couple. Um, what couple? (Psycho rule #2: See yourself and your current object of obsession as soulmates).

She reminded him that she was, like, MARRIED... and he gave the oh, but it would be just as friends, line. So, she thougth it was odd, but brushed it off. But there were other things... he wanted her to go with him (overnight) to the Packer/Vikings game in Minnesota. In the same hotel room ("but just as friends".... yeah, right). And then, when she didn't go, he didn't go at all. And then when he didn't seem to be getting anywhere with her, he asked if she had any sisters.

Ughhhh... when she told him yes, but I was already in a relationship, he said (without ever having met me), "Well, when she gets tired of the other guy, tell her I'm available." okaaaaay.... (Psycho rule #3, if the subject resists exhaustive attempts at romance, try to make her jealous by hitting on her sister... a sister that you've never met).

So, yeah he sounds a bit... obsessed with my sister. He probably didnt' even have tickets, and yes... I'm going to let my over active imagination assume that he was going to take a large and ominous looking knife with him and slit our throats on dirt road somewhere. Alot of psychopath serial killers seem to like hanging out in Wisconsin...

So while I'm dissapointed about the game, I can envision Dean the Stalker with survellience pictures of my sister covering his walls... and I feel lucky I'm NOT going. And even if we had gone, and his psycho self erupted, and we managed to empower ourselves and kick his psycho butt; it's cold, a looooong way to walk, and I ain't in the mood for the drama, honey.

So I'll go on E-Bay and buy my own ticket. It seems to be a wise investment. And I won't say I'm going until I have it in my hand! The moral of story is this. Your mommy was right: Don't accept candy (or Packer's tickets) from strange men, no matter now nice they are. :P