It's been two months since I went back on the online dating website to shop for potential boyfriends. Surprisingly, I've been contacted by a few guys who messaged me the first time I was on this website. Aging Hipster sent me the world's *second* laziest message: the word "Hilarious" followed by his first name. The world's laziest message is "Hi," which I receive several times a day from mouth-breathing dullards trolling the website for *any* woman who might respond.
Remember Mensa, the pear-shaped man with the avuncular presence who has a thing for women who like to talk politics? Well, evidentally he doesn't remember me, because he sent me a long, funny message introducing himself. His profile is exactly the same brief, hilarious one that grabbed my attention almost two years ago. I didn't have the heart to respond to him. What would I say?! "Hi. We already went on a date. Don't you remember me?" It seemed kinder to ignore him than to reply and underscore the message, 'You're a nice guy, but I'm still not interested in dating you.'
I've had four guys in their early 20s who've specifically offered to be my "Boy Toy." WTH?! Boy Toys are strictly for famous women who've entered that dissolute decade that often comes during their 50s or 60s, when all they do is sit around in brightly colored caftans drinking strong cocktails by the pool. I don't own a caftan! I'm a regular middle-aged woman, not Cher. I don't play with toys. Or boys.
Then there is the 62-year-old conservative "businessman/rancher" from Montana who asked me if I "would be interested in a Sugar Dad type situation." Awww, sweet -- my first proposition. What could I possibly say, other than "Tell me more"? (Oh, don't judge me. I write a blog that trades on voyeurism, People.) He's looking for a girlfriend on the side he can "visit" every month when he comes to town. "Visit" is my polite euphemism for the word he really means. He elaborated that he likes to "visit" at least three times each night because he's "a Viagra Cowboy." I've been to enough rodeos to spot a Rodeo Clown right away. In so many words, I told him I never "visit" the Rodeo Clown. I only laugh at him.
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