A sacrifice? Really?

I decided to try a new dating site.  I figured, maybe I need to change sites and give a whole new group of freaks the chance to get to know me.

I spoke to one of the guys that sent me an email yesterday.  Seemed like a normal guy.  Key word, seemed.

I’m all for getting to know someone over the phone, talking and sort of finding out what the person likes and doesn’t like.  But this guy was just creeping me out big time.

When was the last time you had a boyfriend.  When was your last date?  Do you think you’re ready for a boyfriend?  Do you like affectionate men?  Are you affectionate? What are you doing tonight?  What do you watch on TV?  What do you do when you get home?  What are you doing tomorrow?  What are you doing after that?  AAAHHH!!!!!!!

It was one question after another! I didn’t have a chance to hardly ask him anything because of his incessant question asking!  Then at one point, he asked me if I liked fish.  Well, I told him I was a vegetarian, it says so in my profile.  Then he says “oh, that’s right, I think I read that in your profile.  That’s odd, I’ve never meet an animal lover that was a vegetarian.”


I’m like, “Uh, yeah most vegetarians are animal lovers.  It’s the suffering that we don’t like.  I don’t want to be part of an animal suffering because I want them on my plate. ”  I said.  Then, it got weird.  He says it’s a sacrifice.  Yep, that’s what he said.  Then I say, “A sacrifice would be if they gave their lives willingly, and I highly doubt any of those animals know they are going to be served poached or grilled with some basmati rice on the side.”  He tells me, “No, not the animals, I meant me.”  By this time I thought maybe I was on some radio show and this was a big joke.  Then I remembered, I had called him.  So I asked, “You mean, you consider it a sacrifice for you to eat meat?”  He said, “Yes, after all, God didn’t feed the masses with just bread, he gave them fish.”

Yeah.  So what did I say to that?  “I’m driving into the Target parking lot, can I call you later?”

No, I didn’t call him later, as a matter of fact, he’s on my phone’s reject list.  I still haven’t listened to the message he left me last night, I doubt I will.  FUUUUCK!