Here we go:
I should say, he has no public photo and only one private. Of course, it is a dick shot. Absolutely nothing has been written into his profile in the almost one year since he created it…
him: I remember seeing you, fascinating! to say the least. I’m an artist, do you have studio space in the bottoms.
me: I am sorry to say that you have me at a disadvantage. your profile offers me nothing to go by for context of when and where we may have met…
him: You were (regular) at Daddy’s. (spelling corrected because it is my blog, dangit!)
I won’t respond again unless he sends another message. I pointed out the disparity between the information available to him of me and to me of him. Besides, yes, I know which places I have frequented, that wasn’t the point at all. And if he doesn’t know that, he isn’t worth more of my time.
Seriously, who starts an exchange offering nothing of himself by asking for even more information about the other person…?
Blergh.
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