Today is a bad day. So, I’m taking a moment to laugh about two horribly inept attempts at interacting I’ve received recently. Humans are fascinating creatures, you guys.
Last month, two friends and my therapist (yes, I have a therapist. I had cancer: OF COURSE I have a therapist) talked me into trying online dating. One of said friends even had a recommended platform to use (because the big three are out for me for various reasons), so I sucked it up and created a profile.
This is not a post about online dating: there are more than enough whole blogs dedicated to shitty online date interactions. This is a post about manipulation and how humans think, because it’s AMAZING.
I will say this is NOT Tinder, so I get significantly less crass messages. So far, I’ve had two instances of “does that actually WORK for you?” dude-manipulation-attempt moments, and sadly I didn’t get a response before I blocked them in either case.
The first thought after 2 quick/surface level chat conversations that I’d send him pictures (ftr he was not asking for nudes: just selfies). He got rude when I said no.
The entitlement of mediocre men who put in not even basic “get to know you” effort is AMAZING, people. AMAZING.
The second was this guy:
I have ZERO guilt about posting his user name on the internet, as this was LITERALLY the entirety of his interaction with me (how does one go from a smile to that offer in three messages?). I did respond: “Dude, I’m fascinated. Does this approach EVER work for you?” Sadly, he didn’t reply within the 1 day time frame I gave him before blocking his ass.
This sort of weirdly aggressive approach isn’t much different from some of the spam comments I get on this blog (of course, the blog comments have nothing to do with mom or any sort of sex proposition…that is not an invitation, spam bots).
I promise, you don’t mean enough to me to jump through hoops to make you happy if this is the way you try to control me. I learned my lesson there a long time ago. If you don’t like my blog, maybe just don’t read it?
In the words of Lucas, “what’s with today, today?”
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