Saturday, May 19, 2018
Like Socks For Christmas.
This week when I revealed how adorable I am (not my words) I was also doing it as a trial. I generally don't like putting up pictures of myself and I was testing the waters for dating sites, I usually don't have pictures on my public profile but I'm still single so I figured I better try.
Thursday I put up photos on one site and hoped for the best. I used to be afraid of someone that knows me, seeing my picture and contacting me. Now I would welcome it, I'm not sure what I was afraid of, maybe of being out more than I am. If I could make a friend out of this at least, I would be happy.
Friday afternoon I couldn't wait any longer, I had to check and see if anyone saw my pictures and sent me a message. I almost never get any messages, so far I received one on the first day from a guy who clearly sleeps with anything that is still breathing and also every other day from a married man (or so he claims) that seems to email everyone to see who is available. When I opened the site I felt a rush, my email box had half a dozen emails already! I knew not to get my hopes up, my future husband was most likely not in there but hopefully I would make a little gay friend.
As I was opening my emails, they were for adult sex toys, porn sites, pills to enhance your pleasure etc. I suddenly realized that they were advertisements, no future husband, no little gay friend, not even a creepy proposition from the local pervert, another Friday evening at home alone. Talk about disappointment, it reminds me of when I was a child and someone would give me a beautifully wrapped gift, in your mind you have visions of what could be inside, the gift has so much promise to it, not once do you ever imagine the pair of socks that are hiding inside waiting to disappoint you. Lol