DoucheArt

I am a human being. I love to be treated with respect like a human being and not like a place to deposit your semen. I love lots of conversation and enjoyment of a person's company before they poke me with their dipstick or their toys. I also love when people realize that initial communication should come with a few fucking boundaries and that people shouldn't just let whatever the hell enters their tiny little brains spill out onto the keyboard. Not interested.

--j, 33, PoF

Short and to the point.  But... I'm not sure what made Calvin think I would respond positively to this.  When I asked if it had worked before and what made him think it would work with me he told me it hadn't but he was hopeful, and then asked if I could meet him.

Um, no.

I ended the conversation by telling him I was going to pass, but good luck and "please use protection".

Yeah.  I'm that bitch who carries condoms in her purse NOT because I'm going to use them, but in the unavoidable event that I encounter someone who should be given one and advised to use it.  Yes, I have done that.  No, I have not been punched in the face yet.

Apparently, the fact that I looked and wasn't interested hurt his wittle feelings and he felt the need to come back and tell me he's not interested.  And I'm the stalker?  Right.