Sunday, June 19, 2016

I've completely forgotten about this place

Well folks, I just stumbled back on here and realized I haven't had a rant in over half a year. I've been extremely busy and I haven't had time for POF and their shenanigans. And so I checked out POF today, and guess what? Same fucking, boring, tired-assed folks are STILL there. Gee, I wonder why? It is like I never left. And the same people who were there the day i created this blog are STILL THERE! What a shock, huh? I think POF is like a time capsule. In another 40 years, when I'm in a nursing home, pinching nurses asses, I'll probably get on POF before my dementia kicks in and still see the same sorry sacks on there.

Sadly, I couldn't find even one intriguing profile to trash. It was like going into a 1980s era grocery store back when their generic brands came in a plain white box with black letters. Bor-ing!

Who knows when-- or if-- I come back. I've obviously had more success meeting folks offline these days so I haven't had much reason to try POF again.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

"I'm a chic chick"

Very quick rant for today, ladies.

I'm not the biggest grammar Nazi in the world or anything, but is our culture getting so out of hand with using the wrong words (they're, there, and there and two, to, and too) that we are even using words that aren't even that much alike?

(My personal favorite was an ex who wrote that she STEAL loves me. I am no fan of thieves. Another wrote she STEEL loves me. She is bracing herself or strengthening her resolve to love me? And both words are different from STILL in pronounciation.)

In any case, it seems that women are now confusing CHIC with CHICK, as in, "I'm a cool chic."

CHIC (pronounced SHEEK) mans stylish or fashionable. CHICK is slang for a female. You can be "chic" but you can't be "a chic."

That's your grammar lesson for today. You're (not "your" or "yore")  welcome.

Friday, October 16, 2015

Wants to see balls but no D

There are times when having decent grammar skills come in handy. You can't walk up to a CHIC because chic is a term for stylish fashion, not a person. A person can be chic but is not a chic. And if a guy asks to screw "he" on the spot he's obviously gay.

I like the old days of meeting women myself but what is the equivalent of "balls" for women-- ovaries? Mammaries?

Whatever the case, there are some guys who do whip out their "D"s to women. They usually end up in jail but the fact remains that yes, some guys do it.

It is a little "hard" to ask for balls but not D, because they are a "package" deal.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

CREEPS STAY AWAY before I mace ya ass!

Hey fellas, if you live in my shitty area of the country, then I found the "best" the Nasty 'Nati has to offer.




The good news-- she has founded her own production company. I'm not sure what it consists of, but hopefully that means she won't be staring at my wallet.

On the downside, unless getting maced and shanked is your thing, I doubt your first date will be all that great. Not only will this bitch "mace ya ass," she may even write a book about it, too.

This, my readers, is why I'm not dating again  until I leave Ohio.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

A confession of sorts

I have realized it has been a very, very, VERY long time since I've even thought about going back to POF. Obviously, like most folks, I have a life outside the internet world, and I've been a very busy guy. I simply forget to come back often to check messages and update the blog. Besides, if I don't go to POF any more, then I can't talk shit about it, right?
 
I have a confession-- I have not been on a date or have had sex in two years. I've just been a little TOO busy to date. At least one point of "internet dating" has been it is a way for those folks like me who stay busy or don't get out much away from work can meet someone. Well obviously that hasn't worked for me, and I've used POF for five years. So, eventually I've tried other places to meet folks-- Meet Me, FetLife, and so on, and I found the same tired bullshit there as well. So, I just quit trying altogether.
 
It isn't that I'm not interested in meeting someone new, but quite frankly, I don't have the time nor the desire to put so much effort into sifting through a sea full of catfish, tuna, and sharks to find the right person. A long time ago, I actually felt that I needed someone to love me to feel self-worth. POF is a good way to harden your heart, as the constant rejection I faced there desensitized me to the pain of rejection. Online dating became akin to working as an email spammer. That is why you ladies get lots of emails that say nothing more than "hi/ U R sexy." Why write an elaborate, personalized message just to get no response? After a while, I went through the motions without the emotions. I did write more than Hi, but it was still a copypasta letter.
 
And so, I drifted away and never came back. I rather like peace, quiet, and solitude anyways. And you know what? I'm not heartbroken over being alone. In fact, I found I'm enjoying life more without that constant reminder that I'm alone. POF tried hard to tempt me to come back. I still got emails claiming so-and-so wants to meet me. I also got emails from the millions of other bullshit services offering hates with "hot women." Whatever. Even the foreign scam artists posing as hot ladies (you know, the emails where the woman's name in the email and in the address don't match) bombarded me with offers. I just yawn and send them al to the Spam folders.
 
Will I ever go back to POF? To be honest, I doubt I ever will. What does that mean for this blog? Who knows? It was never my intent to become the next internet sensation; this blog was just a place to blow off steam and entertain a few folks. But you never know. I could go back and try again, get pissed off, and come back and rant some more. But for now, I have no official plans to go back.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

The grass ain't greener on the other side

I know I haven't been around lately. Well, I haven't been on POF in a long time and it is hard to be the Angry POF guy when I'm not going to POF any more. I've been 4 months POF-free. I should get some kind of certificate or token like AA. (I did briefly look in but I saw nothing worth bitching about, just the usual tired faces and golddiggers still hoping for a sugar daddy.)

Someone suggested other sites, like MeetMe or Fetlife. Someone guaranteed I'd "get laid" at Fetlife. This person must have underestimated the area of the country I live in; Cincinnati is a shitty town for dating, as finding a mate is apparently difficult enough to make headlines. Hell, Daily Beast gives Cincy a C rating for the singles here, and I think that's being generous.

Well, I did try out a couple of other places. As it turns out, these other places suck as much ass as POF. Maybe it is just online dating in general that sucks or maybe just because I live in the 'Nasty Nati." Whatever the case, it gives me something to rant about.

MEETME

I made an account and make a couple of quick friends. However, the dating scene there is just as flaky. I met this one woman on MeetMe, a slightly heavyset gal (I'm a chubby chaser, folks so I'm not complaining) who described herself as "sweet but somewhat opinionated." Sweet like Saccharin, perhaps? We get to talking and she's the one who suggests we meet. We exchange numbers but she never commits to an actual meet and never calls. She stuck with random texts for a while. Finally we set up a day to meet, and I get stood up. After she pulled this stunt a second time, I finally asked her why we bother talking at all. She responds she already removed my phone number from her phone (yet is still magically able to send a few annoying texts afterword). Then, she goes back on MeetMe and laments how no man appreciates her and how hard it is to find a good man, and all men are jerks, etc. MeetMe/ more like Mute Me, which is what I had to do with her.

FETLIFE

I think the people of Fetlife are all talk no action, at least going by the gal I met there. I talked with one, and once again I got the same can't hold a conversation routine I see at POF. Second gal who contacts me chats with me, and we exchange numbers. We chat for a month (I took a cross country trip so I was gone for nearly a all month) until finally we meet.

She invites me to her place, and we watch a movie together, we get a little hot and heavy but just as things seem to be going well, she says she's not really feeling that well so asked me to leave, and I never heard from her again. What a fucking tease!

VERDICT: Both sites suck ass. It is the same tired bullshit from POF. Lets face it-- online dating in general is complete bullshit. You want to meet someone? Try USA Sex Guide or Naughty Reviews, because escorts are cheaper in the long run, and at least you can read the reviews to see which ones are legit. Fuck online dating and if you are offended by this, fuck you too.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Soooo.... has anyone ever had this happen to them?

I have been gone for a few months and I haven't checked my POF profile since the last time I posted, but after someone emailed me about this shitblog the other day, I decided to go take a look. It is almost like leaving home on vacation just to see the same place upon return, only with a little more dust. In fact, I don't think some people have changed their profile since that first day she signed up. There is one local profile, for example, who has proclaimed she is "new to the area" since I first saw her profile three years ago. How much Skyline Chili do you eat before you stop claiming you are new to the nasty 'Nati?

Going back to POF is like watching Family Guy reruns. It isn't as funny after seeing it a few times, but I might have it on just because there's nothing better to watch and it is still entertaining.

The other day, I'm out in public and I see a woman that I think I recognize. I walk up and say hi, don't I know her from somewhere, she looks at me funny, as if I'm a homeless dude trying to get some beer money, and says no. Then it dawned on me, I don't know this lady, I have just seen her profile on POF. It was a minor embarrassment. I wish the story was more exciting (no she wasn't my type).

So has this happened to any of my readers? If so, how did you handle it?

Friday, October 10, 2014

Miss High Maintenance is back! Part 2

About 10 months ago I ranted about a local POF'er I like to call "Miss High Maintenance." I am sure there are worse things to call her but I'm too lazy to come up with a better one.

At any rate, it seems that after almost a full year, Miss High Maintenance STILL hasn't found her rich knight in diamond-and-platinum armor. I know, shocking, right? Well, if at first you don't succeed, try and try again, and this time be even MORE insulting to men than the first time around. Have at it, fellas:



You know you want her, but if you aren't rich, tall, and tattooed, then you're shit out of luck.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Another reason why POF is unsuccessful

When I decided to rant about my POF experiences (or, more accurately, my LACK of experiences), I just did it because I was frustrated at reading the endless profiles of all caps rants about how men are pigs and we need to pass a background check, polygraph, penile plethysmograph, and credit check before a woman would even dream of dating someone from POF. Hell, this blog is a little bit of therapy for me. But in the past year, I've given some serious thought about WHY the POF experience sucks so much ass, for men and women both. I have written some thoughts on this blog already, but now I want to add another theory on this.

I was reading an article today entitled, "Fallout from Campus Sexual Assault Hysteria: College Men now Suspicious of Women," in the Washington Examiner.

Thanks to an increased focus on sexual assaults on college campuses – mostly due to an overblown statistic claiming 20 percent of college women have been sexually assaulted – young college men are starting to rethink how they talk to women.
At first glance that might seem like a good thing – men learning to be more respectful of women and not be so rapey – but that’s not what this is.
This is about men actually avoiding contact with women because they’re afraid a simple kiss or date could lead to a sexual assault accusation.
Bloomberg reporters John Lauerman and Jennifer Surane interviewed multiple men from colleges like Harvard and Stanford who expressed concern over what was once known as a "hook-up culture" but is now labeled by feminists as "rape culture." The change in terminology ensures that all responsibility is placed on men, just because of their gender.
Take Malik Gill of Harvard University, who said he wouldn’t even give a female classmate a beer.
“I don’t want to look like a predator,” Gill told Bloomberg. “It’s a little bit of a blurred line.”
Gone are the days of buying a woman a drink – even if it’s just to be nice.
Yes, men are becoming more reluctant to date women. I doubt this is limited to college campuses. Think about some of the schmucks I discussed on this very blog, like the woman who stated all prospective dates would be subjected to a background check before a first date:


Honestly, aside from some guy with a really bad past who may see this as a challenge in need of accepting, would anyone want this kind of hassle?  Would any of my readers date someone who put this on her profile?

If you Google online dating nightmares, there is no shortage of sites telling online dating nightmare stories. Looks like I'm just another fish in that sea. But I didn't make this blog to be the next internet sensation.

Yes, I do fear the thought of dating the wrong woman at times. After all, there are stories of men locked up over false allegations, and in a he-said-she-said in a case with no other evidence, there are enough stories where she-said wins to keep that fear burned into my brain as a lingering thought. If anything, reports like this one make those like me somewhat reluctant to participate in the online dating phenomenon. It seems to me what is happening on campus is spreading.

I'd love to hear anyone's thoughts on this topic.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Great, now trying to meet POF gals in Flori-DUHHH can land you on the sex offender registry. No joke!

Of all the POF-related things I have written about in the past year, this has to be the dumbest story yet. This may be even dumber than background-check lady. Here it goes:

http://www.wtsp.com/story/news/investigations/2014/08/07/law-enforcement-crosses-lines-on-sex-stings-entrapment/13734121/

While detectives used to post ads suggesting an underage teen or child was available for sex, they now routinely post more innocuous personal ads of adults on traditional dating sites. When men – many of them under 25 with no criminal history - respond, officers switch the bait and typically indicate their age is really 14 or 15 years old. However, sometimes the storyline isn't switched until the men, who were looking for legal love, already start falling for the undercover agent.
According to arrest affidavits inspected by 10 Investigates, law enforcement is also now routinely making first contact with men who have done nothing wrong, responding to their ads on dating sites like PlentyOfFish.com. After men start conversing with what they think are adults, officers change the age they claim to be, but try to convince the men to continue the conversation anyway.
Other examples include undercover officers showing interest in a man, then later introducing the idea of having sex with the undercover's "child." If the men indicate they weren't interested, they were still often arrested for just talking to the adult.
Let that thought sink in for a moment. Imagine you are in central Florida trying to meet a gal. You start talking to a cute 26-year-old woman. She sends you a picture of her with a wedding ring on for good measure. But then she claims she's really 13. What do you do? Well, apparently it does not matter because you are now suspected of being a sex offender in Central Florida.

However, it's easier to make the case for the men who were swept up in the stings when they were looking online for adults.
"(My son) was stalked by law enforcement for three days," said the mother of a 22-year-old arrested in one of the stings. 10 Investigates is protecting the identity of her family.
The son was on Craiglist's personals pages, looking to meet other adults. He responded to a "no strings attached" ad for a 26-year-old woman. He says her story changed a few times, including the claim she was only 13, but he was skeptical.
He spoke on the phone to the undercover and she sent a photo, in which she was wearing a wedding ring. He said he was sure she was an adult (she was), so he made plans to meet her. When he arrived, he was arrested. He was later sentenced to two years of house arrest and a lifetime as a registered sex offender.
"He had a life of promise; he had an education," his mother said. "That's all been shot."
She says her son is paying the price of opportunistic lawmen.
Let me point a little thing out here-- a lot of us like a little fantasy every now and then, and some people like role-play, even age related role-play.

"Hey baby I'm 26... no, I'm 13. Really."


"Yes that's a wedding ring but that's because 13 year olds marry in Florida all the time."

"I know my profile hays 26. I'm a twin. Two 13 year olds make 26. Yeah, that's it.
Come on over, bring some Mike's Hard Lemonade."


There is a reason why people make fun of Florida, or, as many people call it, FloriDUH. Fark.com has a tag just for Florida news, for good reason. If you live in Central Florida, especially in Polk County, you may not want to even attempt to use POF.

"My name is Grady Judd, and I'm a total dud,
Don't try to date in my home state,
Just nip it in the bud."