Shame on you....

It's not often I do this, but apart from laughing, I'm absolutely gobsmacked and quite disgusted at the email I have just received.

I have been chatting with a guy I thought was quite interesting, nice profile, fairly attractive but certainly nothing special, and nearby (always a bonus). He hasn't rocked my world, I haven't made that much effort, but he was on the 'potential' list. Naturally I speak to several people while I am online, and receive several emails a day which I always consider, and respond to, politely. But occasionally I will take it further and get to know the guy until something makes me realise he's just not for me.

This one was verging on 'not quite what I'm looking for' but I decided to persevere for another day or so, until I had made my mind up. He asked to see my photograph and I sent it to him. I am not god's gift, so I never assume I'm going to get a 'My god you're gorgeous' email back, but I'm also not a monster so I never expect anyone to run away screaming either. But usually I am either someones type or not. We are all adults, and to be honest most men aren't my type but I am kind enough, and polite enough to say so without hurting them. Honesty is the best policy I feel. But his reply was a first!

I have always felt that sometimes when we chat to guys on the net it feels like we are being interviewed, with the endless questions, What do you do for a living? What are you looking for? What are you expecting? What do you want from a man? What would be your ideal first date?

Do you live alone? Do you have kids? Do you want a fling or more? Do you realise I'm married? etc etc. But his email really did make me realise that, as women on that site, we are definitely applying for the 'job' of mistress!

His reply read:

Thanks. I'm entertaining some other offers at the moment and will let you know.

Once I stopped laughing and shaking my head I decided to let him know I wasn't interested and then I deleted him. I hope his 'other offers' all realise how businesslike he is treating his search for his mistress, or maybe he is shopping for a hooker. Who knows!