As we all know, horn toads exists everywhere, regardless of where you meet them. The inner horn toad occasionally surfaces in them all, but sometimes it just blatantly obvious and disgusting.
As I previously mentioned, I signed up for online dating, the largest breeding ground for frogs. So J had been emailing with me for some time and eventually asks to call me. So we talk on the phone for over an hour with SO much in common. We went to the same college (GEAUX LSU TIGERS for any readers out there wondering), had lived blocks from each other in Baton Rouge, and I even went to high school with some people he knew. We had a great conversation that ended with him asking me to meet up the next day.
So the following afternoon rolls around, and I haven't heard where or when we are meeting up. So I send him a text asking the plans (because it has been killing me that we don't already have this figured out, but I'm trying to play it cool), and he responds "Come over to my place." Now I literally laugh and say "This must be a joke" to which I figure out, he's really serious. And after a brief text exchange, I quickly realize his intentions for this "date."
I have met so many slimy men over the years (as I'm sure all of you have as well), but it's hard to believe that someone would expect the first time you meet to be in his bedroom! If a man can't even take you out on a first date, he's a horn toad and not worth your time or energy. We are women -- not a piece of meat! Show some respect.
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