Old story

Years ago I joined Plentyoffish.com (a free dating website). I was driving home and heard about it on the radio. So I went straight to my computer and signed up. My motto: if it's free it's for me.

Within minutes of signing up I get a man sending me a instant message wanting to chat. I checked out is profile....he looked innocent enough.....at least on paper. We started chatting. After a few minutes he told me he lived at home with his parents. I had to go back and check to see how old he was....yep he was in his 30's. Hmmmmm so far this is not looking too good but I know hard times are upon us so I let him slide. Then he tells me he doesn't have a car and rides a bike. Okay so now it is time to start dipping out on this chat. I can take living at home....as a temporary situation.....but no car....I don't think so. Before I can end the conversation he tells me he works at Wendy's and is hoping to get into managerment! MANAGERMENT!!! Ooops the IM window accidentally closed....on purpose.

If this was going to be my experience on this website then they can keep their free losers. After I met my friend Eddie who I believe is kinda normal (love ya Eddie) I quit even going to that site. The wackadoos were coming out of the woodwork on that site.

After about two years I decided to give the site another try.....at the encouragement of a few friends who praised the site. So, I thought it might have changed and brought in some quality men. As quality as a free site can get. I received an email from this guy who told me he liked my new pictures and was glad to see me back. Now let me tell you I don't remember this guy from Adam. I have no clue who he is but I go with it (because that is how I roll). Yep I roll with the punches and act like I know who the guy is. In actuality I have not freakin clue who he is and ever talking to him before. He just mixed in with all others I guess.

We exchange emails then phone numbers to get to know each other. He is good looking and seems to have a good sense of humor. Then one day after work I stopped to have dinner before I went to a training or an event at school (I can't remember). I was alone so I was reading the TBT newspaper. I am flipping through and in the center of the newspaper who do I see......my POF guy. No no no not in the criminal pages.....I could only be so lucky. No, it is a story about him being set up by Steve Harvey from his radio show. It was him on a DATE!!! Seriously! You have been emailing me back and forth expressing your interest in me and you've been dating. I don't expect exclusivity but I don't expect publicized dates. So he is not just dating but having articles written about him. Hello! I can read!

Anyway, he calls me a few days later. I literally laugh in his face. I asked him how his date was with the girl form Steve Harvey. He asks me if I heard about it on the show or read about it in the paper. He goes on and on how this girl is not for him. Why is she not for him? Her appearance wasn't as she indicated. What was wrong? She didn't have a nice enough ass for him. Seriously, I read the article about this woman. She has a career, her own place and is well adjusted (again at least on....er....in paper). And he doesn't like her because her ass is too small. Soooooo that leads us into the conversation of my ass. He asks me to send him a pic of my ass. Wha..huh? You want a what? Yeah that's right, I have a whole portfolio of pics of my ass. Let me just pick the right one for you. Jackhole! No I don't have pics of my ass and I am not taking one for you! So his response was, if I wasn't going to show him my ass then he doesn't want to meet me. He said he knows what he likes and he doesn't want to waste his time if I don't have a nice ass.

Why do I need to show my ass when he is showing his all over the place? I can understand why he wants to see my ass because he knows there isn't enough room in his life for two asses......his takes up most of the room. So to me that is the end of that.

At least I think it is the end until a month later he sends me an email asking me how I am doing. My response........I am still not sending a pic of my ass. He said he didn't want one he just wanted to chat. Hmmmmmm a sheep in wolve's clothing....yes me thinks so. He may have went on a date through Steve Harvey but I read Steve Harvey's book on dating. So, when he asks me for my number again, I told him he already has it. He says he lost it or doesn't remember it. I told him, if you really want to talk to me then you will find it. I guess he really didn't want to talk to me because that is the last time I heard from him. Me and my ass are better off and picture free.