She’s hot. But she’s crazy. And I can’t talk you out of it.

You know what to do, right? After all, you read my last post and I already told you about the drama that will follow if you decide to venture into the Land of the Crazies. I’ve been there, and I know how it feels when there is no going back. Your job is to minimize the damage that will occur after you spend the night as to not jeopardize your job, friends, family, or life in general. Here are some rules to go by.

Rule #1: After “crossing the line,” the next time you see her, try and make it in a non-threatening environment.

What do I mean by “crossing the line?” It could be sleeping with her when you know you shouldn’t, or even just a simple kiss. One of my personal favorites is, in some fleeting moment, the words “I love you” come slipping out. Trust me, when you’ve crossed the line, you’ll know it.

There was this girl in college that I was lusting after pretty bad. She was pretty hot. I’d put her picture up on the blog, but I’m certain that would carry along with it a lawsuit of some sort, so you’ll just have to use your imagination. She had a reputation for being an emotional roller coaster, not to mention a huge flirt and an even bigger tease. I knew she was a flower ripe for the picking, but I also knew that if and when I crossed the line, I’d have a situation to contain.

Eventually I gave in. I crossed the line. But what I failed to do was contain the situation. I spent the night with her, woke up in the morning, then left her place and went back to mine. The next time I was scheduled to see her was in my bio lab two days later. I knew enough about this girl that she typically would jog on a trail in the evenings next to my house, and had I been smart, I too would have been “coincidentally” jogging around the same time of day prior to our bio lab. Why? Because that way I could judge her temperment and see how she felt after our spending the night together.

Instead of putting myself in the right place at the right time, e.g. the jogging trail, I waited to see her in bio lab. Remember, this girl is crazy. I walked in - the class is totally packed - and she says at full voice, “You’re a @&*$%@ ass hole!” She just kept saying it. Over and over again. She then packed her bag and left the class. I was left to scratch my head, because I had no idea why she was freaking out. All I knew was that - and I knew this prior to crossing the line - she was crazy. And now I had the whole class and the prof staring at me. It was obvious I had some explaining to do because, unlike this girl, I had some consideration for my reputation.

If you have consideration for your reputation, and I bet you do, you do not want to be in these types of situations. She looks crazy in the situation, yes. But you look crazy too for messing with a girl like that. It never turns out well and you’ll be the one on the defense.

Rule #2: Expect the fall out.

Don’t cross the line with the expectation that you’re somehow going to be “the exception to the rule.” If you think to yourself, “Yeah - I know she railed on the last two guys she was with but that’s not going to happen to me,” then it’s going to happen to you. Hope for the best, for sure. But you better expect the worst. Be prepared as not to get caught off guard.

Rule #3: If you think you’re the exception to the rule, then don’t press your luck.

You spend the night with her, you go to work the next day and see her in a meeting, and she acts like nothing ever happened. Perfect. Sure, your buddy in the cube next to you said he heard that she smashed some guy’s laptop at her last job, but you’re sure that’s just a dirty rumor. Don’t press your luck here. You never know when the crazy trigger is going to be pulled, and you might have gotten off easy the first time. The last thing you want is her screaming at you about how you “don’t respect her body” in the middle of the break room just before you go into your annual review with your boss.

Let me wrap this up and reiterate something: abundance, abundance, abundance. I can’t say it enough. I’ve been there, done that when it comes to these types of women and it often isn’t worth the risk to your reputation to venture into the Black Forest. But if you do, be alert and do your best to diffuse the potential meltdown that’s going to occur.

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