Ok swinggler's. One, I would like to give a shout out to my friends from over seas! With the rapture upon us and all, thanks for checking in with this. Even though you may be joining the blog because of a direction from a porn site, we can always find meaning in things we don't always expect, right?
So, tonight I had the worst phone convo ever!!! I mean ever. This even trumps a time when I told someone I loved him over text message and he messaged back, "Thanks, I'm flattered." So, I called this gentleman who gave me his number over the dating website we are using. I thought he was being cute and wanted to talk to get to know me the "old fashioned way." He called me today and left a cute message much to the effect of, "Hey Stephanie, I'm working today, but hoped to catch up with you. Call me back when you can. I'd love to chat." ADORABLE, right? That's what I thought, but no.
I called him back and he answered only to say, "Yeah, Stephanie. Ummm, I'm sorry. Who are you? I have given my number out to a lot of people this week and I can't place you." My initial thought was, "Hark, fair Romeo speaks." Anyway, he continues on to say that he is just a romantic who is "obsessed with internet dating" and hopes to find a genuine connection with another person soon. News flash douche bag, you can't find a "genuine connection" when you give your number out to every Tom, Dick, and Amber on the face of the planet, even if it is the rapture.
I continue on with this horrible conversation for some reason. I learn early into the conversation that he is 36 not working (not because of hard times either) and still lives at home. He carries on to say going back to community college to become a librarian. He says he really wants to surround himself with intellectual individuals who need help expanding their minds through research. Sounds nice right? Well as we are talking it becomes shockingly clear he doesn't realize the dedication needed to do so!!! Talk to my friend Stacey who got her MS in informational sciences!! You can't get a degree from a CC when you need a masters for the profession you are attempting to enter. Anyway, he continues on to ask me about what I do. I begin talking about what I do and how I am finishing my dissertation in my area of study. As I was talking about the workload, he chimes in with, "Yeah, I completely understand where you are coming from. I tried really hard to get this facebook group going and it didn't work out." WHAT!! Seriously, it was horrible. Kill me, I'm going to live the rest of my life alone. I only hope I can pay for 1) a good male escort 2) a nice adoption agency. Oye!