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fatesfolly) wrote2022-05-11 08:36 am
fatesfolly) wrote2022-05-11 08:36 am
What is it about widders??
OK, I have to rant and there's no where else I can do this.
I met this nice fellow week before last when I hired a shipper to get a sofa and ottoman from Richmond to NC. He flirted, it was flattering, so I texted with him. This went on over a week until Monday when he was home and bored and wanted to sext.
Ummm, no. If I could talk dirty, I would not be in the field I'm in now. I'd be a rich romance novelist churning out books. And this is NOT where I thought this was going. In fact, I had not even thought about where this was going because there was no "this."
This comes on the heels of someone else on Sunday... he had texted me a week or so ago. He had been a friend of John's when John and I first met, but they had lost touch. He originally texted to say he was sorry to hear about John. I thanked him and didn't chat much because I don't know him. He'd send random funnies and jokes. Then on Sunday, he texted and said he had always had a crush on me and was horny. He said he was touching himself and wanted to know what I thought about it. Jesus Fucking Christ, man. Really? I gave it to him with both barrels.
I think I have a new rule: no texting with men. You want to talk to me? Fine. Pick up the phone, say what you want to say, and that's it.
I met this nice fellow week before last when I hired a shipper to get a sofa and ottoman from Richmond to NC. He flirted, it was flattering, so I texted with him. This went on over a week until Monday when he was home and bored and wanted to sext.
Ummm, no. If I could talk dirty, I would not be in the field I'm in now. I'd be a rich romance novelist churning out books. And this is NOT where I thought this was going. In fact, I had not even thought about where this was going because there was no "this."
This comes on the heels of someone else on Sunday... he had texted me a week or so ago. He had been a friend of John's when John and I first met, but they had lost touch. He originally texted to say he was sorry to hear about John. I thanked him and didn't chat much because I don't know him. He'd send random funnies and jokes. Then on Sunday, he texted and said he had always had a crush on me and was horny. He said he was touching himself and wanted to know what I thought about it. Jesus Fucking Christ, man. Really? I gave it to him with both barrels.
I think I have a new rule: no texting with men. You want to talk to me? Fine. Pick up the phone, say what you want to say, and that's it.