Inspired by this thread, and many others over the years. There’s been enough bashing here of male creeps, perverts, degenerates, desperates, and just plain dingleberries, so let’s turn that worm over, shall we? I’ll provisionally limit it to women you first contacted on the Internet, and whatever horrors lead from there.
[Apologies to any gay people, who are free to start their own thread]
My example wasn’t too bad, but bad enough. I was in NJ, she in Pittsburgh. We seemed to share enough interests and philosophies, so we decided to meet halfway, in Harrisburg IIRC. Had a fine time wandering some museums and whatnot, made out a little in the car before going our separate ways.
After everything went kablooey, upon retrospect, I was a little nonplussed by a couple of things; she wanted to get a hotel room during our little session in the car (1st base only, mind), but I didn’t think that was a good idea on the first date & was not comfortable with the idea, so politely declined. She had no apparent problem with that and we left on good terms. The second was some little thing she dropped in an email, something about how she always likes the guy more than he likes her, and gets her heart broken. Well that kind of thing happens all the time, I thought. So we continued to exchange correspondence.
I suggested that we do another meeting, and she kept shooting down the idea for one excuse or another. This went on for like three months. I’ve always had the unreasonable idea (even moreso now after hard experience) that all the mediated correspondence in the world is no substitute for in-person interaction. So to me we were spinning our wheels at best.
Now, all the while we are emailing each other, I am getting all sorts of stuff in the snail mail-cute little hearts, I think a stuffed animal once-basically the kinds of things a 6th grader would think of sending to the guy she was crushing on. Remember, all this time she kept shooting down any idea of another FTF. Now perhaps I was encouraging all this in some subtle way, and now, being older I would be more overtly firm (if not final) in discouraging it, but each thing she would send would, instead of endearing me to her, would leave me more and more nonplussed and less and less eager to email her. Eventually I just stopped writing her at all-she didn’t get obsessive and send 110 emails in a day or anything thankfully. If we were in a fully committed relationship I’d certainly love that kind of thing-but after just one meeting and some emails? Wayyy out of proportion, sorry.
So guys, what kinds of terrors have you dredged up?
