Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Drink Bleach!
A friend of mine met a great guy on Match.com and they are thriving. I believe she has met "the one." In the past, I have tried Match and it was a hot mess. I don't meet the well adjusted people on the commercials. I end up with the "touched" individuals.
But being a half full vs. empty type of person, I told her I would give it 30 days. Thankfully Groupon had a coupon for $15. I just didn't have the heart to pay full price. I go ahead and set up my account and let the games begin.
Instantly my inbox is flooded and I go through the screening process. Here's a list of honorable mentions:
- You like white boys? Let's go out.
- Hey sexy, we going out.
- I feel connected to you.
- I'm horny, let's meet up.
- The guy who only texted after 10 PM.
One in particular, really made me want to slap the dog ish out of him. He sent me a message introducing himself. I checked out his profile and followed up with a response. We go back and forth and eventually exchange numbers. Heaven forbid someone actually has a phone conversation. He sends me a text asking about my weekend. I told him some friends and I stayed at a beach house to celebrate a birthday.
Now this is where he took it to a dark place.
Match Guy: Since you were at the beach, I know you have a swimsuit pic. Send me one.
Me: It was in the low 60's, strong winds, and mist. There were no swimsuits being worn that day.
Match Guy: I know you have to have a bikini pic in the archives. Send one of those.
Me: Ummmmm……NO. You are essentially a stranger.
Match Guy: Don't act like I am one of those weird internet guys. You are on a dating site.
Me: Had you taken the time to get to know me, my last name, and spend quality time with me you probably would have seen me in a swimsuit in person. But instead you chose to be raunchy and disrespectful. I don't owe you shit.
Match Guy: Wait, I just wanted to have a picture of you so I wouldn't have to keep logging in to the site. You have a nice smile and facial features. Just curious what the rest looks like.
Me: You are back peddling and I have full length pictures posted. You specifically asked for a swimsuit picture. I hope your daughter gets asked for a swimsuit picture the next time she meets a guy. Let's see if it's all smiles then.
Match Guy: You could be missing out on a blessing blowing me off.
Me: I don't think God intends for my future man to come at me in a raunchy manner. Stop all communication with me, delete my information, I am not interested.
From there he sends two more texts. I don't open them, I delete them. I also blocked him on Match.
So the end of month has come and gone when I receive a text from an unsaved number.
Unknown: You got a man now. I just wanted to check.
Me: I do not have this number saved, who is this?
Unknown: This is your future man (insert picture). I am working in my office.
***I recognize the picture as him and delete the text***
Unknown: Stop acting up. It is time to make up.
***Insert Crickets…….delete, delete, delete***
So now I see he is disrespectful and delusional. #fml
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