By now, you’ve gotten an understanding on when not to respond to the foolishness that I encounter with some men out here. There are many times you get to an introduction, or converse on-line or via telephone/text that you begin to recognize that you are just not interested in continuing down the path to get to know someone.
It could be a number of things. The lack of ebb and flow in conversations, the conversation in general (poor grammatical errors), looks, what they say or don’t say or because they do something to turn you off. You then say, “I’m done. No response necessary.” I’m famous for wanting the last word and I had to learn that it is okay to not respond. Sometimes it is better.
I recently took the advice of someone who told me to stop responding to foolishness. I tried it with this guy who I talked to on-line in late April. Let me give you some background on the guy:
- He’s 45.
- Has 3 children.
- He said “I’m a laborer with the Pentagon” (I actually paused and asked the question of when our federal government started to use tax dollars to pay for day laborers). Truth: He works in the mail room.
- He couldn’t put together a well written sentence.
- He seemed to have stalker tendencies.
- He was persistent and emotionally challenged.
- Too needy.
That about sums it up. I kept the conversation going thinking that maybe I’m being too judgemental and analytical. Nope. You’ll see why from the text messages over the course of a week. He was inviting me to watch the Mayweather/Pacquiao fight last month at his cousin’s house. A big outdoor party and he wanted me to be his date.
You see the circled misspellings in the text messages? Ridiculous right? He’s 45. Half the time I didn’t know what he was actually trying to say. The kicker for me was the fact that he was getting upset because I didn’t call him back and I said I would. It was late. I went to sleep. Check out the time he sent his anger messages and then turned around the next morning and acted like he didn’t say anything.
I was concerned at this point that he was acting unstable. It was at that point that I realized that there was nothing wrong with me. I am not being too picky or analytical. This guy was not my type and I just needed to not respond. And just like that…I didn’t.
Ah, the joys of dating.