I am back in the saddle. A pony saddle. More like a merry go round with a strap to hold me in. I am checking profiles, getting messages. But really, the scammers are still in the forefront. I swear I must be a magnet. I know I have said this before, but come on. They can’t all navigate to my profile, can they?
You know, the usual, “I can’t wait to read from you”, and “here is my phone number and my email address. So we can keep in touch and send photos”
My new responses are “SPAM and SCAM”. Then a report, and a block . Seems I am a bit tired of these types.
On another note, the other day I was chatting with one guy, whose opening line was “we must have lunch.” Alright then. I asked him why he was so adamant about having lunch and he said because we need to meet and we will have lunch. Forceful little fellow, isn’t he? I told him, sure we can meet. My idea was a coffee, but I figured I can manage a lunch instead. We don’t live super close, so I mentioned I work full time in another town separate from here I live, so it may be hard to figure out unless it is a weekend. His response was, well I work full time too but one has to eat, right? OK I will give him that.
Whenever I am going to meet for a meal with someone I don’t know, or have barely met, I need to mention that I have Celiac disease. (Celiac disease is a serious autoimmune disorder that can occur in genetically predisposed people where the ingestion of gluten leads to damage in the small intestine. It is estimated to affect 1 in 100 people worldwide.)
This makes it a challenge to find a place to eat that is safe for me, especially in small towns. Not every small town place is on the gluten free bandwagon in a serious enough manner for me to try it. Even larger cities are a challenge. That is another post for another time.
In response, he sends me a title of a book, The Tao of Health, Sex, and Longevity. He says he lives by it. That’s great. To each his own, but that still doesn’t let me pop into any restaurant and eat.
(Here is the link for those who want to check it out. You may even get a lunch in the process)
I am not dismissing the idea of following a TAO way of living, nor am I indicating that this is not a good way of living. But celiac is celiac, and if I could avoid hot soup, and eat spicy chilis, and get rid of this, I would give it a try. So I told him thanks, I would take a look at this sometime. (No i haven’t bought it, but that is just me.)
His next line is , “so when is lunch?” I responded with, “well we just need to figure that out” He then says ,”It is.”
Sometimes I feel lost in the forest!
No I didn’t say it out loud, but, I was thinking , why is this conversation getting painful? It should be really easy. I said “What is?” Lunch?”
And he says….. “I love your hair. It is to die for?”
See what I mean about being lost in the forest? My first reaction. Step away from the messaging. Nope. I said “why?”. He said short red hair. (p.s. Mine is brown) I basically told him that and he said “it’s ok. That works too”.
I didn’t respond right away, because he was slowly losing me. and I get, “perhaps I can run my fingers through it.”
Perhaps we are done. I wanted to ask would that be before or after lunch? I didn’t. I didn’t say much except I need to get to sleep. He said “nite, ” and that, my friends, is all she wrote!
I think I will stay lost in the forest. Nuts and berries are gluten free.