Checked my inbox this am...this email stood out...
Subject line: :)
Content: :)
Really? I mean really? What, are we in second grade? So of course I replied...
With this: :(
Maybe we'll just send emoticons back and forth. This could be fun. NOT.
Checked my inbox this am...this email stood out...
Subject line: :)
Content: :)
Really? I mean really? What, are we in second grade? So of course I replied...
With this: :(
Maybe we'll just send emoticons back and forth. This could be fun. NOT.
Email from today: Would you date a guy that's bisexual?
Ummm...never really thought about it I guess?
No, wait, I have. I'm gonna go with no on that one. Then I have to worry about you cheating on me with a girl AND a guy? No thanks.
So I was pretty stoked when I checked my inbox and saw I had my first gift! It was a smiley face :)
Really? You had to purchase a smiley face? Cuz a colon and a parentheses wouldn't suffice obviously.
In rough economic times like these I'm looking for a frugile man. Buying stuff you can get for free does not equal frugile.
I've kept my photos rather 'modest' to say the least but I was getting bored and decided to spice it up. So I posted this. All I can say is GREAT SUCCESS!
I checked my inbox and started reading an email titled 'Please Read.'
"I just wanted to tell you that you have an amazing ass and it should be a goal for you and anyone to hold."
A goal? Really? No amount of compliments on my tush is gonna get you further then me laughing mine off :)
I had spent a gorgeously drunken day at Miller Park complete with an ass kickin' of the Cubs when I heard some news about douchebag that left me a little down in the dumps.
So I did what any drunken, lonely woman would do, logged on POF. I also convinced this lovely but intoxicated lady to do the same.
So next thing you know I'm giving my number out to men whose beauty could only be seen through that of beer goggles.
Then I got vindictive.
Countless emails I've received, from men of all ages, have simply sent "hi there." Beyond annoying. I decided to target the forty and older population (oddly most were single Dads) and let them know what I thought of thier attempts...
"Really? I mean really? You send me 'hi there' and expect that to interest me?! Ha, good luck with that one! If you would ever like a response back from any woman I suggest you work on your opening. Just sayin'."
Of course I had to throw a just sayin' in there.
So after my rant I pass out texting these supposed good looking poffers (I didn't even attempt to save their numbers), feeling like I did the world of online dating a service, if you will.
Then I woke up. Fully prepared to be called the 'C' word from every single one of these men. Not a chance.
"You're right...I'm sorry....You deserve so much better than that...let's start over...let me try again."
WHAT?!
So then I felt bad. Spent the next day giving each of them "their second chance" via email.
Never, I repeat, NEVER POF while drunk. Just don't.