"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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?