You ever been on the computer and get one of those annoying pop-ups? It’s usually someone trying to sell you some insurance or they want to apply for “free” grant money to go back to school? I get them too. I’ve installed some fancy pop-up blocker to try and eliminate these things, which for the most part has worked. Unfortunately it doesn’t stop former “dates” from rearing their ugly heads. I suppose if I could invent a pop-up blocker for that I could retire in style. Sadly for now I will just have to eliminate them one by one.
“Mick” from my previous blog “The Truth Will Make You Flee” is one of my little pop-up pals and he decides to send me an IM out of the blue one day. My first thought is how do these damn men still have my contact information after all this time? I have long since deleted their names, numbers, pictures, email addresses and anything else I can think of. And after the way things end with some of them… really why would they want to contact me again? I decide to find out.
He tells me he misses me and not just because he wants to try and have sex with me. How friggin romantic. How could I ever resist?
He moves on to some small talk and then I guess after a few minutes he assumes I’m not going to tell him to pound sand and tells me he’s in town this weekend for a visit and would like to see me. Let the games begin! I ask him if he’s seeing anybody. Not really he says. What does that mean? He then goes into a tirade how he’s living with a woman but they aren’t really “together” that they WERE in a relationship but they just didn’t really hit it off and that the only reason that he’s still living there with her is that his name is on the lease. At this point I stop him and LITERALLY ask him if this is Déjà Vu. He actually seems puzzled by this which makes me laugh at him even more. I tell him based on the circumstances I will decline his invitation for an evening out.
He then tells me that he’s moving back to Orlando at the beginning of the year and he would like to keep in touch but to ONLY contact him via his Yahoo IM. Well that doesn’t scream “red flag” now does it?
I tell him sure; we can keep in touch, as long as he goes to my website and becomes a fan. And don’t forget to go to my Facebook page and “Like” me there. Well don’t you know the dumbass does it! Now tell me how on God’s green earth you can go to a website named KateHatesDates.com knowing full well that you have DATED me and not start to maybe read some stuff? Not only that but he then also goes to my Facebook page, “Likes” it which allows me to see HIS page which tells me not only that he is “in a relationship” but it actually also give me her name! You have GOT to be fucking kidding me! Do men actually think that we women are THAT lonely and desperate, or just plain stupid? Whichever one it may be is irrelevant to me because I am still very much in Man-Cation mode at this point.
Mick thankfully hasn’t popped back up since our little conversation and I’m hoping that’s because he finally stopped to read a blog or two and maybe one of them rang a bell. But considering that to this very day he’s still a fan of mine on Facebook, I seriously doubt it.
