Dec 18, 2006 23:42
*presses hand up against face in embarrassed shock*
I just got prepositioned over facebook by some creepy guy from Mountain View claiming to be "a successful entrepreneur" looking for a "no-strings" discreet relationship (as he is in the process of separating from a different relationship). And went into detail up to the point of including how many nights a week he'd want to see me. And mentioned he'd spend lots of money on me. I basically came away with the impression he wanted a whore. He then apologized if he'd offended me and assured me that that was not his intent and that he was sure I understood and would enjoy having a free-style relationship with him--and assured me he was "disease-free". And he made at least one somewhat sexist comment.
Uh, yeah, I'm offended. If he wants a prostitute he should freakin' fly to Vegas. Or I'm sure there's a redlight-type district in SF somewhere.
So why he's messaging an avowed Mormon girl who is going to BYU, I don't know. But I am beyond creeped out. And somehow feel vaguely violated.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would proudly starve to death on the streets first, thank you very much. I have morals, standards, ambitions and future career plans--and becoming the playtoy of some claiming-to-be-rich morally destitute creep is not one of them. The guy wrote a long enough message that I have this scary feeling he might have actually been serious.
EEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ICK! ICK ICK ICK!
KYAAAAAA! I feel violated! ick! ickickick!
Someone slay the creep! SLAY!
Iiyyaaa!
appalled,
upset,
shocked,
disgusted