That’s A New One

Every so often I always check my ‘other’message requests on Facebook. Yes I get notified if it is someone they believe knows me just goes into the request. The spam ones are the ones that I get the best kick out of.

From being asked if I was really a guy??????-Usually by these super hot model types to being told I am beautiful, sexy, fun looking, happy, etc. I laugh them all off. I am not an idiot. However never have I had one like I found on Sunday.

Hi. I don’t know what your attitude is like but I would like you to be my sugar baby. I will pay your rent, your bills, your car insurance and a weekly allowance.

First off dude you look to be in your 30’s. And while a nice looking guy I have a thing against dating guys in the 20-30’s. I am sure that there are many a wonderful man in this age range but my reasoning is twofold:

I have a problem being with someone who I could possibly have given birth too. It is the age difference and I think that given my past and the abuse I went through I know what the underlying factor is there.

The other, if I have to explain a joke, a saying/phrase etc. it takes the shine off of things.

Am I being superficial? I don’t believe so.

Height is thing. I like guys who are taller then me. Like 3″ or more. Recently I have had two lovely dates with short men. But they were short. And while not always a deal breaker (I once had a great ‘relationship’ with a guy who was half an inch taller then me give or take. Or I thought.

We were standing face to face and I realized I actually was taller then him. He did too and shortly thereafter that ‘relationship’ unraveled.

Secondly you know not what you are attempting to invite yourself into. And what do you want in return? I mean I can fathom a guess I have been around the block a time or two lol But that my friend is a crap shoot. I could be a serial killer for all you know. I have a teenager.

I spend time with my ex-husband and his fiancee. And have been invited to spend even more time with them as I am always welcome to hang out. And T would really like it too.

I am menopausal. That equates to hot flashes and night sweats.

I am 50. Set in my ways. I do not want a Sugar Daddy.

Now though, pay my shit and go away, that I could totally handle.

And attitude? I have got so much attitude that it can singe your eyebrows off.

Needless to say I declined his gracious offer.

They are bloody big!

Kept asking T if he was hungry. He kept saying no. Finally in exasperation I say to him how can you not be hungry you have only had a cinnamon bun today.

Mom you gave me two of them! I am stuffed full.

My eyebrow rose and I began to giggle.

I only gave you one.

There were two there mom.

Because I cut it in half to grill it!

I sat here laughing while being informed that they were bloody massive buns. Two were smaller and two larger. Of course I am giving him a bigger one.

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