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 The worst thing about dating sites are the same people have been on them for years.  Now.....I myself have been on and off over the years but i rarely spend more than a few weeks on a site before i get my fill and have to take a break.

In other words disgusted.

Years ago, i talked to a man who seemed very nice, very attractive. We kept "missing" our opportunities to meet which should have been my first red flag but i was new to dating.  One night we were chatting away and he said I should come see him at work, since he worked with the public.  (Security gaurd) I grabbed us a couple of coffees and went to meet him.

Stupid Stupid Stupid.  I wouldn't do that again.  I was lucky.

We sat in a reception area of a building and chatted.  He was nice, but something was off.  He walked me to my car and i got a little kiss (STUPID) and he went back to work.  Then he asked me out again.  I asked him what his last name was and he got real cagey about it.  Had a big story about being stalked blah blah blah.  

I didn't remind him that his last name was written on his uniform.

So since i was interested, i looked him up.  Married.  Very. Married.

Duhhhhh MB.

So i blocked him.

I think i may have written a blog somewhere about him.......he wasn't the only married guy i caught.

Fuckers.  

SO TODAY- I remember to check my dating profile because......i've got a lot of dating to do this year and i'm falling behind.  I match with a cutie.  He says he thinks he knows me.  I don't remember him.  


I can't make this stuff up.  He's still out here.  Probably still married.  I don't care.  block. 

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