So today I'm going to be sharing my experience on social media since my husband decided I was no longer his cup of tea. You might be thinking "what could happen on social media"? Well if you're thinking that, then you and me were thinkin' the same thing....because changing my marital status was not a cat call to random men that I intended to set into the air....
unless it just so happened to attract a fireman who loved Jesus, had an amazing body, yet for some reason truly disliked wearing shirts!
So far this has not been the case.
What has been the case is finding myself coming up with interesting and increasingly awkward ways to as politely as possible tell these men to scram without them feeling completely rejected or thinking I place myself in the princess category of women. I mean honestly, thee most random of men are coming out of the woodwork and all of a sudden just wanna say"hey"? Ummmm, I'm thinkin' no.
I'm sorry, but no, you can not strike up a conversation with me when I have never EVER met you in real life. {unless you just so happen to be a fireman who loves Jesus, has an amazing body and dislikes wearing shirts}
I'm sorry, but no, I'm not going to feel like you've offered me anything of value when you've referred to me as a pretty girl.
I'm sorry, but no, we can't create a friendship when your profile photo shows you with your three kids, and then changes to a photo of you and your wife once I inform you that we will not be getting to know each other.
I'm sorry, but no, you can not have my instagram account name.
I'm sorry, but no, we're not going to chat after I see you at an event with a date.
I'm sorry, but no, I can not accept your proposition to be your personal "masseuse" no matter how much your compensation plan says it will pay me.
I'm sorry, but no, I will not be your date to a wedding of people who I have never met.
I'm sorry, but no, you can not come sleep on my floor.
All of those....true stories....all of them leaving me with the #wtf look all over my face!
I don't recall this type of thing happening to me onedangtime while I wore a wedding ring, and now that it's off, BAM the crazies come out!
If you know me, then most likely you would agree that I'm usually one to mind my own business...and that's exactly what I've been doing on social media, minding my own darn business! If I had changed my profile pic to my best "get over here" sexy face while wearing my bikini {which by the way, no such photo exists} I might not be so bewildered as to why these messages were appearing in my inbox!
So in conclusion I've basically learned that these types of messages...you just gotta delete 'em. {Again, unless they're from a fireman} I know I'm nice enough already, I don't need to prove this to a random "gentleman" I'm also wise enough to know that 9 out of 10 random Facebook messages are just gonna end up majorly creepy or weird...and to that I say, NO THANKS!
