Sometimes he is kind, and I only need to spend an hour with him over a cup of coffee. Most of the time, though, he is sadistic and drags out our relationship over several days. Every time he gets under my skin, I tell myself, just walk away. Go read Date Lab, you'll feel better. But I can't. Even during Project Runway I feel drawn to him, just for a few minutes, even though I know it's going to be a bad experience.
It didn't used to be like this -- he's new around the DC area. Those who came before him were much pithier, bolder. Now, I can't even say his name without balling up my fist and sneering.
Merl. Ooooo, that Merl.
Same time next week?
The picture is Nemesis & Tyche, Athenian amphora C 5th B.C., Antikensammlung, Berlin