Essay; This is Why I Hate Dating Using Social Media


zooskI paused my Zoosk account tonight. I’m getting so many guys viewing me and interested in meeting me who are not desirable; such as bad hygiene, covering how they look with a hat and sunglasses which is highly suspect, looking overly affectionate with their dogs and almost ready to take their pants off. I even changed my screen name so I wouldn’t sound like a pushover. I can’t believe how many lecherous trolls are on there! What are most of the cute ones doing? And the good ones won’t talk to me no matter how many smiles I put up. Or maybe they’re looking for women who are not pretty but slutty and ugly. I hear guys like that. Yeah, very likely. It’s also likely the cute ones are married or have girlfriends and are slumming online for what I just mentioned. Again, the novelty thing.

I’m not going to convince a guy who is shy or scared or too dumb to talk to women to talk to me. For what? My date, who is not my fella ignored my communication. My intuition tells me he’s an asshole that wanted me to jump and come have sex with him right away because he invited me to. When I said no, that nixed everything. God, that’s desperate and dysfunctional. The gaul of me to say I needed to sleep and work in the morning! And that’s the last I heard from him. My sense is he had a girlfriend back at his other place and was trying to cheat on the side. Again, he was too cute to be single. That’s why he wanted me to come right away; the excitement of it. No predictability.

He admitted he had a previous alcohol problem and doesn’t feel he deserves his lovely daughter so my intuition tells me there is a control problem there. If a woman doesn’t come when he shouts, like a dictator, he cuts her head off? Yeah, no. He’s off my list in a big way. I deleted him from my connections.

And just like that, men turn on you. It’s sex or nothing WHEN they want it. Who died and made them god? Women, just…do NOT have any romantic fantasies about men. They are very limited, feel guilty, addicted, and the list goes on. There are a lot of stray dogs out there. Don’t carry around any raw meat.

 

 

Re-Program; Pull-In


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Can you remember the days before Facebook and Twitter? I can.

When Facebook first came out I thought, “Wow, they want us to bear our private lives on this public platform. Why? I wonder if it’s healthy? And who would pay attention? This is weird. Well, ok!”

It was a psychological ploy to pull information out of us, sell us more shit, and give up our private information to improve marketing. We know that now. It’s amazing to look back on that event as a transition. The overriding thought I had was not very many people would have the courage, to be honest, and write what they really thought and that was correct. Instead, Facebook is spin and posturing. Twitter became more honest and snarky. I personally prefer Twitter most of the time as an adult, but Facebook is far warmer and more personal. It depends on what mood I’m in as to which one I prefer.

What I know now is that I feel like pulling inward and staying local given how unstable everyone has gotten. I don’t think social media is helping there.