Today, Simon from Bumble messaged to say “Hi Sexy, How is your day going?” Simon and I have not spoken before. And never will.
Scott opened with a riddle (corny is implied). Nope.
Paul, after I thoughtfully responded to something from his profile, asked, “What sort of relationship are you looking for?”—despite my very clear bio. Absolute no. Rather than copying and pasting from my profile, I pointed out that information was already made avaiable, and he was not charmed, claiming he wasn’t here to “play mind games” or “guess what people wanted.” Ok…
Sir. There was no guessing. Just reading.
If you lack interest in reading my profile, you are lacking in interest for what I have to say. Right?
