Picture This!

At the time, I was getting close to going off all dating websites.  I had a string of bad luck and wanted to get off the crazy train.  This guy actually pushed me over the edge, you will see below why.

He contacted me on Plenty of Fish and seemed like a great guy.  He asked me for my number and commented on my profile (knowing he read it, a good start).  He said he wanted to go to dinner, I was ready.  We started out texting and I am literally cutting and pasting this because it speaks for itself.  Enjoy!

Date – Hi Smiley, U look like tons of fun.  Text u later.  I have physical therapy now.  Keep smiling.

Me – Sounds good.

Date  – Hi Sue.  Hi there.  Hope ur having a good nite.  Just watching the Voice on TV.  What are you doing?

Me – I am watching the Bachelor!

Date –  Holy Cow

Me – Most guys don’t understand it, but I think it is fun..

Date – That’s cool.

Me – What were you doing at Physical Therapy?  Or, are you a therapist?

Date – I go for my back, had surgery last July.  Getting better.

Me – Oh, sorry to hear that.  Surgery is no fun, I have been through it too.  What brought you to Frankfurt?  (where he lives).

Date – I live with my Mom right now (first land mine).

Me – Do you like being back home?

Date – I do!  Different being with Mom after so long but I really do.  Only thing that is rough is my license is suspended until September (it is March by the way).

Me – Why?

Date –  I got a DUI.  .08 with 2 half glasses of wine.  Ur going to run, right? (second land mine – and, isn’t that one glass of wine?)

Me – That is not a great set up for me.  I am a city girl and you are in the burbs with no transportation.

Date  – Sorry, I feel so terrible.  Only good thing would be I am good hearted.  Maybe I can take the train to see you?

Me – But then I couldn’t visit you because you live with your Mom?  It is just a little weird for me.

Date – But, my Mom and I have a very large townhome.  The upstairs is all mine.

Me – What do you do for a living?

Date – I am a property manager, at least let me take you to dinner.

(note – I wanted to say, a manager of your Mom’s house?  But, I refrained).

Me – Would I have to drive out by you?

Date – no, I could take the train – I do that a lot.

Me – OK, let me know when.

Date – Send me a picture.

Me – of what?

Date – You.

Me – There are plenty of pictures on my profile?

Date – I want one of you without clothes on.  (third landmine)

Me – C R E E P Y.

Date – I know, but some girls do that I’m told.  I want the picture on my phone.

Me – I don’t think we are a match.

Date – OK, take care.

Date – (a couple of days later after a couple more glasses of half wine I am sure),  Have you changed your mind about the picture?

Me – Delete and block…

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Lesson learned?  I know dating is a game of numbers.  This dude must get some girls to send him pictures or he wouldn’t ask.  Don’t be that girl!