Men that cry. Opinions? Good? Bad? Indifferent?
My opinion is that it all depends on the situation. I'm quite a fan of sensitive men but there's a difference between the man who cries over his mothers death with close friends and family and the man who cries in public over a greeting card commercial.
While at work in the climbing gym I was employed at, a regular climber asked if I wanted to grab a pint after work. This is a normal occurrence, the staff and climbers tend to get on quite well. We go out, grab a beer and get talking about life. He admits he's having a tough time as his fiance just ended it and he needs a new place to live by the end of the week. I suggest he call up some friends, surely there's one that'll let him crash for a bit.
A few days later, I'm busy teaching some shithead ten year old kids how to rock climb. Once I finish (best birth control ever; dealing with kids!) one of my co-workers mentioned that I've had eleven missed phone calls all from the same person. Yup, it's the guy I went for a beer with. I check my mobile and find that I've missed 22 calls from him and my voice mail is full. Oh and did I mention, I had been at work for just over two hours by this point?
I call him back, only to find out he apparently has no friends in the city and needs a place to stay tonight. I regrettably inform him that I've just moved and don't even have a couch and there's no way in hell I'm letting him in my bed, hell at this point, I don't even want to be in the same building as this guy. By the time I've gotten home from work, I've avoided 32 more calls from this guy. All I want to do is pour myself a glass of whiskey and unpack some of my boxes.
The phone rings, looking at the caller id, I see it's HIM. I answer. (Mistake #1) He explains that he's in a tough situation and just needs someone to talk to. I tell him that I'm already in my pj's and I just want to unpack tonight. He begs and whines until finally I relent and tell him to come over to my place. (Mistake #2). He buzzes ten minutes later and I let him up (Mistake #3). He takes off his shoes and proceeds to break down crying in my arms.
Did I mention that this is only the second time I've hung out with him?
Six hours later, it's four am and he finally leaves after I've asked him (none to politely) for the 100th time. Five hours later, I'm back at work where he hangs out the entire day...not climbing like most people but following me and staring. Two weeks later, I've got a new job and a new apartment 2000 kilometres from where I previously lived.
I find that moving is the most effective way of getting rid of a stalker. It is getting rather costly though....
