Me, shy?
I was just fast-blinking after receiving a personal-ad message that reads:
“Are you shy? You never responded to my e-mail (I can see that you read it) and I see that you viewed my profile.”
You know, this whole thing is about sparks, which I clearly did not feel. I don’t feel those altogether too often and it usually takes some alcohol for that phenomenon to become possible, anyway.
I give the guy credit for trying to land the deal. But the hell, man? Clearly I didn’t like what I saw. That and he lives on the other side of the state. I don’t have time to see people who live down the street. I ain’t driving my ass to Tampa when I could be disappointed locally!