Publicly Attacked Last Night

[peterfaParticipant 833]

Last night was attacked publicly by this crazy woman. She said I attacked her, but she wouldn’t listen. I’d like to tell you my story. I’ll call her Mrs. Crazy.

So, I was at my favorite Italian restaurant last night. There was this pregnant woman who’s pretty in third trimester. She’s not the crazy lady. I’ll call her Mrs. Preggo.

I find pregnancy fascinating but being a single man, I really don’t have a woman to talk to about this. So I was asking her questions. I was starting on my first glass of wine that night. I teased her a little, did a little banter. She seemed fine.

Mrs. Crazy is there. She’s involved with the conversation. She’s nice and polite. I tease her too. A little banter and some joking about drinking well pregnant. She fired back a little and I took it. I even made fun of myself with it.

As the conversation went on, I talked about nutrition and other aspects of pregnancy and I do learn some things about pregnancy that day from her. I told her that women in third world countries die just because of a lack of vitamins. All you need is a prenatal (it’s also impossible to eat enough for the nutritional needs). Mrs. Crazy interjects and tries to protect Ms. Preggo as if I was making her feel nervious, or something. I defend myself by saying she’s fine since she’s in America. Ms. Preggo mentions that she takes her pre-natals. Unfortunately, Mrs. Crazy doesn’t let me get a word in and talks over me. She doesn’t give me a chance. I hold my position. I feel I’m right. Mrs. Crazy still has her happy face on.

Anyways, after about my third glass of wine. Mrs. Crazy appears to me and looks me straight in the eye, “You attacked me.” I am surprised to hear this. And she goes on. The things I said about her daughter and such about all that (her daughter seemed totally fine, I met her, nice gal), she took personally. I give her a chance. Obviously, she took my banter seriously and personally.

I attempt to explain, but she won’t let me finish a single sentence. She cuts me off, demonstrate total misunderstanding. I told her it was banter, she’s like “No, that wasn’t banter.” (OK, I got that much in). I tried to tell her that I was open to her response, but I couldn’t even explain that. I could only get, “I’m open to…” I wanted to spell out that if I open up like that, then that invites her to respond should she chose. She won’t listen. She just won’t listen.

Eventually I tire of her. I’m not even hurt or anything, but I’m done. So, when the staff walk by, I immediately call out to them, “This woman is harassing me.” I failed to notice the man who was standing there the whole time. When she said to them that I was an asshole (or attacking her, can’t remember what she said exactly), he said, “I’m a witness to this.” I’m not even bothered by him. Already she’s proven herself irrational and unreasonable. Because at this point she is. She doubles the nastiness. She calls me a coward and all this other crap. I call out for staff again, “She’s still harassing me.” They acknowledge.

After a few minutes of her crap, I pull out my phone and begin to dial 911. She starts realizing she’s not getting what she wants. I haven’t fired back at her, I’ve only attempted to explain myself. I didn’t call her names or anything. That man watches the whole thing, doesn’t even try to mediate or say, “Hold on, I think he wants to explain himself. We should give him a chance. I would like to here this.” Instead, he stands behind her and backs her up. She starts throwing things at me like, “You were looking at that PREGNANT woman…” yadda yadda like I viciously attacked a defenseless pregnant woman and raped her, cutting out her baby and forcing her to eat it or so. She even manages to throw “ugly” at me, as if it was that and my lack of money that make women stay away from me.

She eventually does leave, and after she found out that there were going to be some consequences if she doesn’t back off. So, I got labeled a coward, an asshole, and worse, I’m a sexual predator against pregnant women.

So, when they finally leave, I go back to my sipping and begin analyzing the situation. By now I have 3 glasses in me, which probably helped me stay focused on this woman and listening to her. I think worst case scenario I’m guilty of being gauche or a foux pas, which I’ve done before.

As it turns out, I know the staff there. I’ve been eating there for over a year now. I love those people. They’ve given me rides home before. Anyways, one of the staff told me that I argued with a woman. You never do that, he says, they’re irrational and you’ll never win. He gives me extra wine, FYI. The owner is going to buy me a free wine glass too later on. So I kind of had a bit much that night. Anyways, what he says is that the woman was jealous. She’s not all that good looking. Mrs. Preggo is though. So, Mrs. Crazy had a reaction and lost her s~~~. I picked up on that she wasn’t dealing with the information I was giving her, instead, she’d cut me off and sort what she heard, which is only what she expected to hear. She didn’t even know what banter was, she said that that’s what we’re doing (in the time that she was presenting her case to me).

I don’t deny that that man witnessed the material facts and got them right, but I am clueless to what he decide to do and why. He could have just pulled me a side and said, “Buddy, that my friend there was hurt by you. This is what she said about you and I saw that. She feels attacked. Care to explain yourself?” I could have even then.

Anyways, so I call him Mr. White Knight. He’s a brave warrior, noble, and virtuous. I will strive to be like him. I will first begin by sacrificing my testicles to The Goddess, who is most blessed and pure.

Back to the staff, who continued his explanation, that women do tend to be irrational. He sites a source, a wealthy woman who’s a billionaire who is highly intelligent and cannot lose in an argument. She states that women are irrational at times due to PMS. She says you cannot reason with them.

I know most men here won’t consider another women ever again, but what about a billionaire woman like this? Doesn’t that make you wonder if the NAWALT might exist?

I know this staffer to be an honest man, who was destroyed in a previous divorce and lost .5 million over the life of his child support. So, I feel sorry for him. Another staffer also told me he was divorced.

Finally, the women who drove me home that night, I asked her if it is true what they said, she even said that there are times she thinks she shouldn’t show up to work because she’s too cantankerous that day.

Today I thought about what happened. I think Mrs. Crazy just has borderline personality disorder, for the reasons that around her you have to walk on eggshells. I wasn’t allowed to break the taboos of talking about pregnancy or anything. I’ve talked about pregnancy with women in front of a whole bunch of tradcons back in the day. She was well-informed and I was fascinated to hear what she had to say. Imagine all the poor souls overhearing this, and suffering in silence since they cannot handle this information.

I do suspect Mrs. Crazy liked me and was jealous when I talked with Mrs. Preggo. She wanted to interject and get some of my attention. She totally misunderstood me because she does not understand men. She’s also seriously insecure. I touched her insecurities. I will admit that I feel sorry for hurting her, even though she’s a nasty piece of s~~~, and proved it well.

I also think she’s in a seriously dysfunctional marriage and I’ve seen this before. Another woman, who was my ex’s mother acted much the same way, but she didn’t do that same cutting off/sorting crap, and she understood my humor. She didn’t have Borderline Personality Disorder, I don’t believe. My ex’s mother was seriously messed up and really hurt me bad, but I’m giving the devil his due. She had serious issues and one of the patterns is that she did have reactions. She was way smarter and coherent than Mrs. Crazy ever was.

So, my ex’s mother was in a nasty marriage. I thought she was just a controlling bitch to her emasculated husband, but as it turns out he’s not that nice of a person. He would cut her down and make her feel insecure. He really screwed with her. They did it to each other. When they divorced I gloated but now that’s over, and I’m happy that the marriage is over because it was that sick. Her family was so dysfunctional, like her brothers and sisters. How f~~~ed up they were.

Therefore, while Mrs. Crazy has a personality disorder and treated me with total s~~~, she is in a dysfunctional family, and whomever Mr. White Knight was, I’m sure he’s related, and he’s in a dysfunctional family too (probably same family, I don’t know, don’t even care). Super rigid gender-roles, etc.

Mrs. Crazy was definitely projecting like all hell. She stuck all her worst on me and attacked me, just like the Phantom from Phantom of the Opera in the end where he smashes the mirrors. He can’t stand his own face. She saw her lack of femininity, my interest in that other woman (which wasn’t sexual at all), the banter, and everything. Then she tried to make me feel like what she always feels (I haven’t figured out what she feels overall, and I probably won’t). Then she ends up doing exactly what she accused me of, and attacks. She also refused to listen and probably over pride.

Thanks for reading this story. This is Mr. Sexual Predator with a Fetish for Pregnant Women who attacks total strangers, a coward, and probably a few other things signing out.

[davParticipant 422]

I have read that when a woman is pregnant her hormones are about as stable as they will ever get. Sure, they get hungry and have morning sickness, but they aren’t going up and down with PMS and going crazy. Probably goes a bit to explaining why you didn’t seem to get much/any flak from Mrs Preggo.

[Lazarus LongParticipant 365]

I just wanted to share something that I learned while working in a call center.

When the other party starts talking over you, you quit talking. Let them go on as long as they desire. When the quit talking stay silent. Eventually they will ask you to make a retort at which point you apologize for not speaking up sooner since you wanted to be sure it was your turn. Then start on the explanation, If they start talking over you tell them loud enough that they can hear it that “They will get their chance to speak and if they cannot speak civilly and have a calm discourse that the conversation is over” if they continue get up and leave.

It really is amazing how well this works, especially on a phone, harder to pull off in person.

Willfully turning aside from the truth is treason to one's self. -Terry Goodkind

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