Between how my New Year started out with the Cheapskate and the crazy messages I receive from men, I just deleted my Match and another paid dating account. Tonight was the last straw with the asinine comments. Some of them aren’t even from dating sites; some of these idiots find my Instagram and start to creep. I don’t make it private, because I sell my work on Instagram and need it for that. I just can’t deal with the rudeness and ignorance and immaturity of these assholes – some 50 y/o men. At this point, I don’t want to meet anyone online, period.
I was just looking back at my old Instagram messages, and one kid (I say kid, because he was under 30) had messaged me back in September. I had no idea who he was or what he wanted, but he said he’d seen me on Tinder. At that point, I hadn’t been on Tinder since last April, so I wasn’t sure if someone made a fake account or what. No, the kid just creeped on me for months. He wanted to “talk” (in my mind, he meant text for hours and send pics eventually – no thank you!). I told him he can talk only if he wants to buy my items. He said he wants to get to know the artist first. I told him to be serious, because I don’t have time to fuck around. The idiot didn’t even know where my art was (on my page as well as my website). He took a look at it and said he liked it. I said let me know what you’d like to purchase… then I didn’t hear from him until November. He starts off with his “hey how are you” bullshit, and I asked him what he needed. He said he wanted to take me to dinner. I told him we’re not a match, I know nothing about him or even what he looks like. Again, he said he found me on Tinder, sends me a picture of himself and tells me he’s 28. I told him it’s not going to happen, and if I don’t match on Tinder, don’t come creeping on my page months later pretending to be my friend. He wouldn’t shut the hell up, which is typical of these entitled annoying kids that can’t take no for an answer. So I look at who he follows, and it’s mainly scantily clad women. He finally got the point that he wasn’t going to get anywhere with me.
Another messaged me in December saying he saw me on Tinder, but this one was much older and only had 5 photos on Instagram – all of himself – posted on the same day. He immediately wanted to talk on the phone, which wasn’t going to happen. So I asked him, “Would you allow your mother, daughter, or sister to talk to a stranger without knowing a thing about them?” The idiot said yes he would, because everyone is a stranger. Again, I said I know nothing about him whatsoever, so he gave me a synopsis of his life story. I told him he lives too far away (always a great excuse!), and then he started asking me more personal questions about what I do for a living, etc. I have completely ignored him. I think it’s creepy and crossing a boundary when the woman is clearly not interested. And if they have to talk me into liking them, it makes me like them even less. It makes me feel like I’m at a used car lot.
Someone that I had actually spoken to online two years ago and suddenly blew me off (we were supposed to meet then but never did) decided to message me on Instagram the week before Christmas. He said something about doing lunch, and I reminded him that he was supposed to do that two years ago. He said it would be amazing to do dinner, too, and I told him that I was trying to decide how many men have already missed their chance. I left it at that. The following day, I received a text message from a number I didn’t recognize saying “I really adore you”. I asked who it was… no reply. I said “seriously, who is this? If you’re going to send me this shit at least tell me who you are.” No reply. I called the person a coward and never heard back. The number wasn’t listed anywhere I looked, but I had a friend that has ways to do things, and it turned out this was same guy that blew me off two years ago. What. The. Fuck. I can’t believe he still had my number and didn’t have the balls to tell me who he was. Dumbass!
Tonight I received a message from another Instagram creeper. I had no idea who he was, but apparently he found me “on a dating site” and had already messaged me before and I let him down. Still, he wanted to get together. I think I’m pretty nice about how I let this guy down, but he got all butt hurt and immediately blocked me. Good thing I didn’t go out with him, because he sounds like a real piece of work that can’t handle rejection. Oh – and we have NO mutual friends; the guy is a total creeper and has very little of anyone liking his lame photos.
Immediately after that idiot blocked me, I received this message. How this jackass found me, I have no idea, but I reported him, and I hope Instagram removes his profile.
I’m not joking when I say this all happened in the same evening – like literally back to back. I was checking my messages on Match and another site. I specifically say I do NOT want a married man or one in any sort of relationship. This one in particular was “married but looking” and sent me a message. It’s so fucking tiring to open messages like these and find out they’re married, so I started replying to all of them with “illiteracy runs rampant”. He was too stupid to get it, and his last reply was completely juvenile – and then he blocked me. I reported him to the site and then removed my profile.
I don’t have time for this shit. I’d rather sit home on a Friday night watching “Killer Women” on Netflix with my cat . I’m beginning to feel like online dating is slightly more dangerous than I’d imagined. I don’t care if I’m single for the rest of my life, because it sure beats spending one single second of my time with any of these losers!
Your stories are an antidote for anyone wanting to try online dating, ever! I think you must have attracted all the creeps and arseholes in the world. I haven’t met nearly as many as you, and I’ve rarely been spoken to rudely. Maybe it’s an Aussie thing? Even though we have the same types of opportunistic and semi-literate idiots, the guys you meet often seem to have a vindictive streak.
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The thing is – these weren’t even guys I was interested in or matched with. They find me somehow and then get upset when I reject them. But the ones I did meet were nearly as bad.