A stranger in a strange land part 2
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Posted:Aug 10, 2021 7:24 am
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2021 2:47 pm
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Have you ever won the war only to regret losing the battle? That's been more or less the sentiment I've been grappling with these past few hours. I say this because I was almost the victim of a remarkably persistent and clever scammer. The scammer (who's profile is "softtouch2190" as a warning to any others who might fall afoul of them) did an excellent job of convincing me that they were legitimately a real person. They sent me plenty of photos emailed me, we even exchanged a few texts. Then, at 6:46am this morning exactly, they came to me with a sob story about being held up at a hotel in England. "Purse stolen. No money. Please help!" That sort of thing. Long story short, they asked for $900.00 to pay back the hotel, I told them to get lost.
Now, I'm oddly not that upset that this girl (a real looker by the way, but then the whole point of bait it to make it enticing) turned out to be a lie. Or at least, not at this moment, it's still possible that this is all just sinking in and I'll cry or something later. More I'm just embarrassed that for a single shining moment, I actually believed their shtic On some level I knew it was too good to be true, but the narrative the scammer came up with was just good enough to make me hope. It's almost a pity they're a criminal, they could have had a future in writing fiction or marketing otherwise.
Anyway, now I'm back to square one. Slightly wiser but no less lonely than I was before, but also no less wealthy. So I won the war for my financial security, but lost the battle for a lover. Worse than that, considering the state of euphoria I was in at one point when I finally dared to hope, I only narrowly avoided what I'm sure would have been a far harsher form of emotional fallout.
I had dreams of going on the first real date I've ever been on. Showing this girl around various historic and interesting places. Dining at a great restaurant, and finally retiring to my apartment for a night of passion.
Now, instead, I sit here and wonder at a world in which you can claim there are forty million people looking for sexual/romantic companions. But after taking out the liars, the scammers, the people you can't even talk to, and the ones who you aren't interested in, the list is whittled down to a mere ten. And all of them appear to be taken.
My only consolation is this: the number the scammer gave me to contact them is 1-347-786-5145 do with that what you all will. Perhaps make a few crank calls if you ever feel bored or need to liven up a party? Sell it to another scammer if you know one. Or just hand it over to someone else to have fun with.
I suppose revealing a phone number that will likely soon no longer work is about as petty as petty revenge gets. And while normally I like to at least try to be the bigger man, in this case, (and considering the number belongs to a criminal) I say that petty revenge, is infinitely better than none.
I wish you all the best, and hope that at the very least, THIS scammer, will not prey upon anyone else for awhile.
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A stranger in a strange land.
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Posted:Aug 6, 2021 1:54 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 1:49 am
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I suppose the title of this post likely gave it away at the beginning, but I'm not exactly experienced in the realm of online dating/hookups. I figured since I'm not having much luck with messaging people, it couldn't hurt to record my thoughts on things thus far. First impressions have so far ranged from the expected to the utterly bewildering, with that being hardly helped by my general ignorance of how anything on this site works.
Honestly though, I suppose the most frustrating thing is just not really understanding how people themselves operate. I'm a bit introverted by nature, and so people have always been a tad confusing. For example, is it really that hard to send someone a message back saying you're not interested if you aren't? I would have thought most people had enough maturity to recognize the benefits of the direct approach. A solid "no thank you" grants the person a measure of closure. It tells them that the message got through, there were no technical problems or other errors, the person just wasn't interested.
I can only speak for myself but I've always found a direct refusal far more pleasant than being ghosted. The people here aren't sixteen anymore, or at least I hope to god none of them are, and giving no response whatsoever to a message or preposition is right out of the realm of high school. It's the act of those who aren't emotionally mature enough to simply look someone in the eye and give a politely worded 'no'. If anyone can tell me why this behavior is so prevalent in a places that otherwise seem to encourage being direct, I would dearly love an explanation.
Then again, perhaps I'm being too harsh, and there is a completely logical reason for it. I can certainly understand being worried about people's reaction to being turned down, and goodness knows there are people out there who could use a lesson in graciously accepting things aren't going the way they hoped. So perhaps the problem lies in both directions. In which case, I should point out that if someone tells you 'no thanks' the proper course of action is to thank them for their time and respectfully leave them be.
Anyway, apologies if that seemed a bit rambling and preachy. I just have had these thoughts in my head for a while now and they've been driving me nuts. Writing down my frustrations has always been a calming experience for me. Anyway, that's all I have for now. Not sure if I'll continue doing this or for how long, I suppose it depends on the response it gets, if any.
In the meantime, I wish you all well.
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