I knew I'd meet some strange ones along the way, but last night must top the bill or I'll give up...

So as planned, I met my friends up in Covent Garden after work. As the years slip by, so does the alcohol tolerance. By 8 or 9 we were all well oiled and in good spirits. Lucy rang me to say her and her friends were in a bar just around the corner, so we all met up. We all had a laugh and everything was going fine, or so I thought, so we moved onto a cheesy club that we used to frequent in our younger years. Her friends wanted to go onto somewhere a bit more trendy, so they went off leaving Lucy to join us.

We had been in the club about an hour when there was a commotion behind me by the bar. As I looked down, I saw Lucy on the floor. I quickly told the bar staff to get the bouncers and I tried to get a response out of her. She came round pretty quickly and with the help of the bouncers we got her out the club, but had left her coat inside. I sat her down on the pavement and asked if she was alright. " Why don't you show me any attention when we're out?" she replied.

I was drunk, but had a fair idea what that episode was all about. "Did you just collapse to get attention?" I enquired. Then she started crying...I'm no good in situations like this.  I felt a bit sorry for her, but to me that shows massive signs of insanity. I wanted to just put her in a cab home, but she was in a state, so I went back inside to get her coat, then we got a taxi to mine. My mates asked if she was ok when I went back in, but I couldnt bring myself to say what had really happened. I'll leve that till tomorrow.

Through the tears she kept saying sorry, but I was half annoyed and half scared. I'd have to sleep with one eye open with this nutjob next to me.
As soon as we got in she went to bed and fell asleep and I stayed on the sofa - it wasn't worth the risk.

This morning I had "the chat". I don't like face to face confrontation and normally wait till a girl gets sick of me, which generally doesn't take too long, but this was a whole new ball game. My ex was not the full ticket so I've just had a year of this type of behaviour and I'm sure not going through it again. I sat her down on the sofa and just said we should go our seperate ways. She took it suprisingly well, so well infact I thought I'd made a mistake by the time she left. Actually, no way. Normal people don't act like her last night. She obvioulsy has issues and good luck to her sorting them out, but I'm not the rock to lean on. I'm just back into this dating game and not ready to be wrapped up in girls problems so quickly.

My friends have had a good giggle at the whole scenario, but I quickly reminded them that I have another date on tuesday with an air stewardess. Lets hope that goes slightly better....