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Online dating can be a means of finding love or a means of entertainment or both depending on the situation. I’ve already discussed the “Good” in online dating (Click the link if you missed it). Online dating is more than a notion and I’m going to tell you right now…be prepared for the drama. Brace yourself, ladies, there are some men who bring more drama than we do.
Case in point…
We’ve already determined that online dating is like being in a candy store, so of course, you have options and you don’t want to limit your options. However, some men think that after one conversation that you are their woman and should immediately close your account and only deal with him. Boy bye! You can not lay claim after one conversation.
One of my friends met a man online and after several conversations and a couple of dates, he asked her over for dinner, which they prepared together (turns out that he couldn’t really cook). After dinner, she is helping to put food away and notices that there are leftovers in the fridge. She asked if he had cooked those things and he said, “No, my ex has a key and comes over to cook every now and then.”
REALLY? Your ex?
But that’s not the kicker.
He then went on to tell her that he needed to be honest with her about something and proceeded to tell her that he had herpes!
Good thing they never had sex or even kissed. I mean, there is nothing wrong with folks with herpes but, in my Big Sean voice, “I’m not *ucking with you.” Period!
Of course, I’m sure there have been several people who are online “pretending” to be single but are actually married or in relationships. I have been told by several men that they have met women online who are married and say that these online dating sites are a means of entertainment for them. As for men, I suppose that they want their cake and eat it to.
Case in point of how some men try to play games:
I met a guy online, who seemed pretty cool but my biggest hesitation was that he was a bodyguard and if you have been reading my blog for awhile, then you know about my relationship with a celebrity bodyguard and how that ended. (Click the pink link) I decided to give the brother a chance and we had a brief meeting. Later he calls and says that he wanted to kiss me when he saw me.
(Being a bodyguard was strike 1). I just sort of brushed off what he was saying, but then he asked could he come over. I responded “no” and explained to him that not only don’t I invite people to my house that I just met but I also explained that I don’t introduce my son to men whom I am not serious with. He “seemed” to be cool with that but then proceeded to invite me over his friends house. I’m thinking,
“Hell, no! What are we? In high school?”
I suggested that we meet at Friday’s or Dave & Buster’s, and he responded that he would let me know.
Now, you know me, I tend to over analyze things and what I noticed was that he never invited me to his place (not that i would have gone), but it made me wonder, what’s really going on? He could very well be as cautious as I am but by now, my Bullshit Meter was reading him as on some REAL BULLSHIT.
I didn’t hear back from him until about 10 pm via text and he said, “Sorry, babe. My phone died. I just finished charging it.” I knew something was up with this dude, so I responded, “Oh. okay. Give me a call.” He responded back, “I need to charge my phone.” Fool, you just said that you had “just” charged your phone. Now, you need to charge it again?
Nawl, Boo. Don’t worry about a thing. Keep charging your phone and loss my number because I’m blocking yours. Dueces!
As I mentioned in Part 1 of this series, online dating allows you to weed out the bad seeds pretty quickly, that is, unless you are on some bullshit, too, then you guys will be good together but for those of us who have little tolerance for drama and bullshit, quickly pass on that fool and move on to the next prospect. He can save all the drama for the next chick!