On Line Dating (Part 4)
Well, I think I am finally
over the fascination of On Line Dating.
If you have read my previous blogs, you know that I have been pretty
much staying on these sites as a form of entertainment.
I get at least 10 winks and
requests for chats a week. All o f these
women (and there recently have been a few guys, who I don’t follow up with)
have seen my profile picture (me in a hat and meatloaf t shirt and me dressed
as Groucho) and find me extremely attractive.
Very Handsome. You name it, I’m
it. Though their profiles say they are
from California or Arizona, or other nearby states once I engage them, they are
living in Ghana. When I started this out,
they were all in the fashion industry. Seems
Ghana has had its fill of fashion but it is the prime location for nursing
schools. They continue to be living with
the parent who hasn’t died (in one case she moved to Nigeria with her Mom as
her Dad died under suspicious circumstances and the mother was potentially
guilty). Or with an Uncle or roommate if
both parents have died recently. They’ve
all been on the site for just a day or two and are looking for their soul mate. And in every case, that’s me. Within 24 hours they call me dear, or love
(one girl insisted on calling me king).
My new strategy is to get
pictures from them. Oddly enough in 2
cases they sent me pics that were, well, let’s just say, not even safe for my
work. We end up on Hangouts. Many want to text but I inform them that my
phone is a company phone and I have gotten in trouble for using it for such
things in the past. One girl called me
for a video chat but she and I couldn’t hear each other. It was interesting as there was a video
countdown line across the bottom of the screen.
“Well, love, I’d like to see and hear you but I need a new phone!” Or webcam, or tablet
My internet connection is bad;
send me money to pay for better (Ghana not known for strong internet serve).
One of my favorites (and this
was after a nude shot from her, not me) was a young girl (she claimed 23) who
had $900,000 in gold that she needed to transfer but couldn’t afford the
documents. Another had 500,000 pounds
that only needed an empty bank account to transfer into. “Couldn’t you just take one of your accounts
and just leave a dollar in it?” Last night
took the cake. No money, manager was
mean, needed money to eat. When I said
no, she told me how she was going to starve.
I said no again and haven’t heard back from her. Oh shit!!
Maybe she wasn’t a phony.
Oh wait, there was one that I
told I had only met scammers (didn’t mention that they were neighbors with her
in Ghana). She asked how and I told her
they wanted me to send money. She
proceeds to ask how much I sent. I
responded that I was too embarrassed to admit how much (don’t worry, it was
nothing) and she continued to probe me for how much I sent. Amazing.
One of my favorites came from
Tinder. She had actually moved to LA
FROM Africa recently. I got them coming
and going.
Another girl on Tinder (and I
think this one was real) told me that she was a struggling student and for $150
Id get the time of my life. I honestly
considered setting up a go fund me page (to raise the $150 and enough for a
hotel) with her picture and caption it with “Help me help a struggling student”. The other from Tinder was a woman who after
on and off back and forth for 2 months told me that she wanted to be in a
mutually beneficial relationship. What
was that, I enquired. Seems I pay her an
allowance and she takes care of me.
Again, pretty sure this one existed and was serious.
But alas, this bores me. On to Trivia Crack
Hahaha what a journey you've been.
ReplyDeleteWhat matters most is that, you had never scammed🙂