Weird Guys

The dating pool is scare enough, but I had 2 encounters recently that took me for a loop.

Guy 1. B
I matched with him on a dating site. We chatted for a few weeks, he seemed interesting or at least worth the time to go on a date, so I accepted his invitation to go on a date. We walked down main street of a little town near him. We ate at a cute little bar. I hugged him and thanked him for the date. We continued to text occasionally over the next 2 weeks. He messaged me on a Friday asking if we could get a hotel room Sunday night. (we live 2 hours away) I told him I wasn’t comfortable meeting someone at a hotel. I told him I didn’t mind hanging out and watching a movie with him, but I would guarantee that if his goal was to get me into bed, he was wasting his time. He said that wasn’t his aim at all and we continued texting. After thinking about it again, I text him the next day I wasn’t comfortable meeting him at a hotel and my answer was no.
The next day, I got a text from him telling me that I’m easy and I fuck everyone and that I’m a cum dumpster. He also informed me that he would be blocking me because I was just too much to deal with.
Think about this ladies and gentlemen, I made it clear I was uncomfortable going to a hotel with him, and I’m the easy, slut, cum dumpster. There is no better definition of irony.

Guy 2. J
I also matched with him on a dating site. We chatted for a couple weeks and he asked me out. I was genuinely interested. We went out for an early afternoon dinner and had a great talk. We were still talking a few hours later and decided to go see a movie. Through talking on the way home from the movie, I noticed some red flags (he is a hoarder! like the kind on the tv shows). I hugged him and told him I had a great time and said goodnight. We continued to text over the next 2 weeks, but I made no effort to see him since I wasn’t interested in a 2nd date.
Then my recent car accident happened. I asked a friend to tow my car to my house. He couldn’t, so I paid a tow truck. I called around and found and bought a rim from a salvage yard. I called around and found a bought a tire for the rim. Three’s car also needed brakes, so I had him call around to get an appointment somewhere. Every place he called was saying they either couldn’t or could in a few weeks. Hoping to get them done sooner, I contacted a few friends. Shannon said she had a neighbor that maybe could do them. Dan said that he would call his friend and get back to me. Then I remembered J. He doesn’t have a job and he seemed handy. So I called him and offered him the brake job on my son’s car. I told him my son would buy whatever parts he’d say he needed and pay him for replacing them.
His answer…. “It’s too soon”
I thought he was meaning it was too early in the day. He said that that’s not it.
It’s too soon for you to be depending on me.
Say what? I told him if he didn’t want to get paid to do a job, just say no. But I certainly am not depending on him to get a brake job done. I have plenty of other people I can ask and pay.

Moral of the story…. Guys on dating sites are duds.

Another Hole in my Heart

We played a game of cards
I knew it from the start
The rules were very clear
The prize was my own heart

Card by card was laid
And tension filled the air
But little did I know
You were not playing fair

You tried to take this gal
A kind and caring soul
And change this housewife, sweet
Into your dirty hoe

So here the jokes on me
I should have known it’s true
How dare I trust a man
Another hole, Yahoo!