Mr. Player

(Nice kitty!)

I was having a “lovely” conversation with a fella on Tinder (because I caved and signed back up *sigh*).

He seemed decent enough. Usually I swipe left on guys without a picture, but this guy had made an effort to write a profile and put his height in it, the words were spelled correctly, AND he made a challenge about having fun!

I figured, what the hell? If I don’t like him, I don’t have to keep talking to him.

As luck would have it, I did enjoy talking to him and, before taking things any further I wanted to see a picture of him.

So we exchanged numbers.

As I normally do, I went straight to Facebook to look his ass up.

It went to a profile with only two pictures. One was the profile picture uploaded to his Tinder account and the other was a quote about God.

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Uh oh!

Then I went to see if there were any actual pictures and check out his friends.

He has(had) 254 friends and every single one of them is female. They were of assorted ages and ethnicities. Some had sexy pictures on their profile pages, others were very religious.

I stopped communicating with him immediately. To me, it looked like his little black book… (I have a tendency to overreact and be melodramatic, but I was very confident in my gut feelings about this guy.)

Two hours later I receive a text: Where did you go? So, we gonna meet soon?

I don’t know. I don’t wanna mess around with a player. I have jealousy issues.

I checked out your FB page.

Also, I’m not Christian. Although I think Jesus was a pretty awesome and wonderful man.

Now, here’s where it gets good.

LMFAO!!! Sure, yeah, right… How stupid does he think I am? But, let’s humor his ass and see where this goes…

Because I am not stupid, I was refreshing Facebook in my browser during this little chat.

It was between this text and his next when his phone number was removed from the account and I could only look it up by “his son’s” name.

It was at this point Facebook could no longer find the account.

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