Once upon a time, I recently I had to restore my cell phone’s default settings because it stopped working for about a week. So now I had texting back. Sweet.
Today during my son’s nap time, I got a text from someone named Joe that just said “Hey, wassup?”
I spent about ten minutes racking my brain trying to figure out who the fuck Joe was and how he even got on my phone. I went on Facebook and checked my friends list in case I was just being stupid and forgot. No, there was no Joe. Who the fuck is Joe?
I replied “Nothing. You?”
“Nothing. Just bored. My internet isn’t even working right now.” <---(Okay, so I must know him online somehow...)
“Oh, that’s lame.”
“ya I don’t know what to do.”
“Something creative.”
“Well what are you doing right now?”
“Drinking a cup of tea and reading my book.”
“U wanna take erotic pictures of ourselves and send them to eachother?? 🙂 “
BAM. Suddenly I remembered where I knew Joe from. Joe is a guy who lives just outside of Toronto who’s into the tickling scene. He messaged me on Fetlife, then MSN, and then we exchanged numbers because he expressed interest in coming to the FROST munch back in May. He never showed, but he does say he’s coming to the next one and has still missed every one since then.
When we first started chatting, he insisted that I add him on Facebook. I guess this was to prove identity and such, so I did. However, what Joe didn’t seem to realize was that when you ignore someone’s request, it doesn’t get deleted, so your posts will show up on their wall. So for about a month there, I knew he hadn’t actually accepted my request. I finally called him on it and asked him to just delete the request.
Between then and now, the only time he ever seems to pop up to talk to me is when he’s got tickling on the brain. And since I’m not interested in tickle talk, the conversations are usually short.
I’m going to add Joe now to a list of guys who do this to me. There are three others on that list already. All from the GTA. I don’t talk to any of them anymore. I just send them the info for whenever the munches are and that’s it. They can come out when they’re ready. I’ve spent months (and over a year and a half in one person’s case) trying to be nice and help these newbies out when they say they want to get out and meet people in our community, and my apologies to Joe, but I’m not wasting my time anymore.
Me: “Nope.”
“haha whyyy? Can I send some to u at least?”
“Why? I’m not interested. Sexting is for seventeen year olds.” <-- (please refer to my blog entry 'sexting.' )
“haha because im bored and its fun. I like sexting.”
“well you should find someone else then. Not my cup of tea.”
“well what is ur cup of tea?”
“Right now I’m drinking Chai. And this book is getting very interesting.”
Bye Joe.
The end.
Today during my son’s nap time, I got a text from someone named Joe that just said “Hey, wassup?”
I spent about ten minutes racking my brain trying to figure out who the fuck Joe was and how he even got on my phone. I went on Facebook and checked my friends list in case I was just being stupid and forgot. No, there was no Joe. Who the fuck is Joe?
I replied “Nothing. You?”
“Nothing. Just bored. My internet isn’t even working right now.” <---(Okay, so I must know him online somehow...)
“Oh, that’s lame.”
“ya I don’t know what to do.”
“Something creative.”
“Well what are you doing right now?”
“Drinking a cup of tea and reading my book.”
“U wanna take erotic pictures of ourselves and send them to eachother?? 🙂 “
BAM. Suddenly I remembered where I knew Joe from. Joe is a guy who lives just outside of Toronto who’s into the tickling scene. He messaged me on Fetlife, then MSN, and then we exchanged numbers because he expressed interest in coming to the FROST munch back in May. He never showed, but he does say he’s coming to the next one and has still missed every one since then.
When we first started chatting, he insisted that I add him on Facebook. I guess this was to prove identity and such, so I did. However, what Joe didn’t seem to realize was that when you ignore someone’s request, it doesn’t get deleted, so your posts will show up on their wall. So for about a month there, I knew he hadn’t actually accepted my request. I finally called him on it and asked him to just delete the request.
Between then and now, the only time he ever seems to pop up to talk to me is when he’s got tickling on the brain. And since I’m not interested in tickle talk, the conversations are usually short.
I’m going to add Joe now to a list of guys who do this to me. There are three others on that list already. All from the GTA. I don’t talk to any of them anymore. I just send them the info for whenever the munches are and that’s it. They can come out when they’re ready. I’ve spent months (and over a year and a half in one person’s case) trying to be nice and help these newbies out when they say they want to get out and meet people in our community, and my apologies to Joe, but I’m not wasting my time anymore.
Me: “Nope.”
“haha whyyy? Can I send some to u at least?”
“Why? I’m not interested. Sexting is for seventeen year olds.” <-- (please refer to my blog entry 'sexting.' )
“haha because im bored and its fun. I like sexting.”
“well you should find someone else then. Not my cup of tea.”
“well what is ur cup of tea?”
“Right now I’m drinking Chai. And this book is getting very interesting.”
Bye Joe.
The end.
