Cut Throat      

Ever since my renewed experience with ghosting, I’ve become a menace at swiping left on Tinder and closing dead-end connections.

I’ve developed a method for weeding out inappropriate men:

  1. Do I want to swipe right when I see their picture(s)?
  2. If yes, then I review where they are from.
  3. If they are 25 miles or less from me, I read their profile (if there is one).
  4. If they are married, polyamorous, ethically non-monogamous, in an “open” relationship, not looking for a LTR or looking for hookups, I swipe left.

I’ve been feeling like a cut throat dater lately because I’ve been REALLY GOOD at closing connections that are dead ends (see above list).

One guy called me a pet name RIGHT OFF THE BAT, which I hate!

I am ‘sweetheart’ to my friends and family but a stranger has to earn the right to call me that.

Forged intimacy is a no-no in my book.

I closed the connection with him.

Another man clearly lived WAY TO FAR AWAY (don’t know how he missed my filter), but I quickly closed our connection as well.

It pays to filter your connections post swiping too.

Sometimes you wind up with someone who is just visiting the area and looking for an easy hookup.

Their profile looks good but they’re not local.

I close those connections too.

It’s not as if I need MORE ENCOURAGEMENT getting involved in long-distance relationships, despite the fact that I’m really looking for someone local.

Everything is closer than Sweden, however.

Now, as soon as the first red flag goes up, I cut bait and run.

Pics with guns.

Donald Trump supporters.

Flaky texting.

Dick pics.

All these things set off my radar and I exit quickly once I’ve beentriggered.

I’m not being bitchy, I’m being efficient.

I’m a cut throat when it comes to internet dating.

RIP The Fireman

I’m always disappointed when I meet a new guy who I think is fantastic who turns out to only be a pervert.

Don’t get me wrong.  Some of my closest friends are perverted. And I suspect (okay, I KNOW) I am as well. It’s not that I mind perverts.

It’s just that I don’t want them to LEAD with that in our VERY FIRST conversation together.

Show me your character first THEN show me your eccentricities.

Take The Fireman for instance. Tall, handsome, heroic, and funny. There wasn’t much this guy had to do to get it right.

He was already tailor made for me.

And who doesn’t LOVE a fireman?

Then we had this exchange after talking about some of my earlier adventures – sky diving, running with the bulls, and racing stock cars.

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The instant he sent me those texts, I wrote him off.

Big, red flags were blazing in front of my eyes.

I don’t want the first thought in his head to be about how good I am in bed. I want it to be about how awesome I am to hang out with.

So let’s just file The Fireman under “UNAVAILABLE” and move on from there.

Mmmmmkay?