If you missed my post about Tinder, click here. Now I’m not new to dating sites, but I’ve had my fair share of experiences. I’m going to have a short series on the dating sites I’ve been on. You can check back each Friday over the next few weeks. Let’s start with POF, or Plenty of Fish.
The first guy I met on there turned out to be a trainer. Little did I know that he wasn’t looking for someone to date, but seducing women to come to his gym and work out, then pay for a membership. When he first asked me out on a gym date, I was hyped. At that time, I was looking to workout and a guy I could workout with was definitely on my list.
When I got to the gym, it looked like a whole in the wall. It was a legit gym but just not one I’ve ever been in. Definitely a small business. So we talked a little before and then he started me on different machines. I didn’t realize that he was actually telling me what to do and he wasn’t working out. He never once said he was a trainer. He was also short (being the same height as me is what I consider short), but he had killer muscles. His body was banging and not to mention, he was a real looker.
Midway through the workout, I began to feel lightheaded and nauseous. Did I forget to mention we were in an enclosed area with no AC? I excused myself to the restroom and vomited like nobody’s business. I came back out feeling much better and told him what happened. He said that my workout was done because I shouldn’t be throwing up.
We then sat down and talked about relationships and all that jazz. Then, out of nowhere, he begins his sales pitch in getting me to buy a membership. I was appalled but more so surprised at how clever this son of a bitch was. I got my shit and left, wondering how many women fell for that.
The next day he messaged me through the app asking about the membership, as if my up and leaving wasn’t a clue. I never responded.
The second guy I met on there was a Nigerian, and let me just put this out there, I’ve had my fair share of bouts with Nigerian men and it’s safe for me to say that I cannot date them. Here’s why.
I met this guy at a sports bar for a drink. I didn’t get a drink because I had stopped drinking and for it being a first date, I didn’t want to be inhibited. He continuously asked me if I wanted a drink the entire time we were there and I refused. He knocked back several beers.
We had great conversation but it wasn’t until it was time to go when shit got real. He walked me to my car like a gentleman, so I thought. Once we were out of eyesight of anyone, he immediately pressed me up against the car and started kissing me roughly. I pushed him away and asked what the fuck does he think he’s doing. He apologized and blamed the beers. I got in my car and started it. Next thing I know he’s climbing into the passenger’s seat. I jump, pressing my back against the door and he’s climbing over trying to kiss me and undo my pants. I kick him in the gut and scream for him to get out.
If I tell y’all he got out with the quickness, like he was the damn Flash! I put my car in reverse and sped out of there. The next day I received a message through the app of him being so apologetic and saying he never meant to make me feel uncomfortable. Apparently it worked because my dumbass agreed to go to his apartment. Why Moniqua?????
I get there and he immediately offers me a glass of wine. I pass. He then gets pushy saying to drink it so I can relax. Red flag right? I again refuse and sit on the couch. (Don’t judge my life, you don’t know me.) We watch the basketball game and he starts to touch me and kiss on my neck. I push him off and he gets mad, saying he invited me to his house and we should have sex. Mind you I didn’t even notice the condoms on the table.
I told him to fuck off, and not to touch me. This dude had the fucking audacity to say, “I should be able to touch your body since I like you. Your body belongs to me and my body belongs to you.” He says this as he runs his hand up my thigh, me stopping him before he gets to my cookie. I stand up and head towards the door. He follows me all the way to my car. He tries to kiss me and I push him away.
I never responded to any of his messages after that and ended up blocking him. I know you’re probably thinking, “This chick is stupid as hell.” I blame my age at the time. This was maybe 7-8 years ago.
After that, I closed my account. Aside from all the dick picks, these two guys were enough to make me get off the site. That’s what happens with free messaging and cheap ass memberships.