Frogs and shit. . .
So you know the old saying about, “you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find a prince”? Well, in the world of internet dating, I think a lot of these guys must think the saying is, “you have to screw a lot of guys who aren’t looking for any sort of relationship before you find a prince”! Grown ass men we’re talking about here! Just think I’m going to put out for the hell of it? I haven’t even met some of these guys, they haven’t even bought me a drink, and they think I’m just going to drop trou for them??
Here’s the scenario that spawned this thought in my head–been chatting with this decent looking guy from larger city about 3 hours north of me, fairly innocent conversation, no sexting or anything like that, only communicating through POF, have chatted back and forth for about a month or so, even talked about me going up there to visit in a couple of weeks, the other day I’m at work and we have messaged each other a couple of times, I was having a bad day, he sends me a message in the afternoon wanting to know how I’m doing, better I say, I ask what he’s doing, he says relaxing and taking nude pictures of himself, lets me know if I show him mine that he will show me his and gives me his phone number, I tell him I am at work, he says everyone has one on their phone, I tell him not me, he says go in the bathroom, I say this is work time not personal time, he is not pleased.
When I got home I sat down and sent him a message. I told him if he was just on POF looking for sex that was cool, but why wasn’t he just honest about it? He could have saved a lot of time and energy if he would’ve let me know that. I am not in the habit of texting men I barely know pictures of my anatomy. I thought maybe we would hang out and get to know each other before that was even a consideration. Guess what? I haven’t heard a word from him.
He was definitely a frog, and I didn’t even have to kiss him to find that out!