We spent our time attempting to make disjointed conversation...At the end of the evening we just simply said good night, and I figured that was the end of it.This was around 18 months ago, and he still messages me from time to time with a "hey," or my favourite, "I miss you." Met a guy who seemed to be decent.
Approximately six months later, I received a message from his Yahoo account that roughly said the following: "Hi! This is going to sound really odd, but X is in prison for a few months (a big misunderstanding!) and I know he'd really like to hear from you.I looked at him quizzically, and he said, "You need to change your pad before you go to bed — you could get TSS [toxic shock syndrome]." He proceeded to argue with me for a solid 10 minutes about whether or not I should change my pad.His argument was that he was an EMT and has a sister, so he "knows all about these things." My argument was that I've had a vagina for 20 years.I dodged a bullet and will never trust dating online again. We began messaging, and he seemed like a nice person, so we exchanged numbers.
After a few days of talking on Whats App, our conversation fizzled out, and we stopped talking.
He wasn't supposed to stay the night, but he lived 45 minutes away, it had snowed earlier, and I lived in a very rural area with a lot of hills and curves.
So he decided he was going to stay that night instead of driving home.
I blocked his number and set all my Facebook settings to private, and I've not been on POF or anything similar since.
This guy sent me this message on Tinder: "pizza and anal?
He asked where I worked because I looked familiar...