How NOT to date.

I was having a bad day today. Sad, depressed, tired, not wanting to get out of bed. Life for me has been rough for a while, and I’m not sure there’s an end for it in sight. But I push on, because that’s what I do. That’s what I have to do.

Then I looked at my phone.

Remember her? I do. And looking at my phone managed to enrage me. And if there’s one thing I know about me, once I’m angry, I gotta let it out. And here we are.

This past Friday, I decided to meet up with some friends and hit up the bar I go to for karaoke. As I’m waiting for the bus (and a colossal, Brooklyn inspired FUCK YOU to the MTA for being one of the biggest bunch of incompetent retards on the planet), she texts me. She claims that she no showed on me because her boss dumped 2 months of budgets on her for an 8AM meeting the next day. Allegedly, she left the office at 10 and didn’t stop working from home until 3AM. She also says she was so mad she threw her phone and cracked it.

Riiiiiight. I don’t believe a fucking word of what she’s saying. There was absolutely no excuse for her not to contact me before she supposedly got that mad at her job.

She then proceeds to apologize and uses her job as an excuse.

Really? You knew full well before we made these plans exactly how busy your job could be. This type of thing happening was not a surprise to you. You knew this could occur, but did you adjust for it? Did you decide to wait until the immediate craziness passed and things were at a less hectic level to try to meet up? Nope. You didn’t. You went full ahead and ignored the facts about your situation. Smart, real smart.

She then proceeds to complain how she didn’t even have time to doll herself up. Which I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT. You’re coming from work. I don’t expect you to look like you spent 3 hours on hair and makeup. I expect you to SHOW UP. I’m not going to critique your makeup and hair after work. I have no fashion sense. As long as you’re not wearing rags and don’t look like you went 10 rounds with Mike Tyson, it’s all good.

I have no interest in a 3 hour text conversation, so I call her. Goes to voicemail. She texts me that her phone’s earpiece can’t pick up voices so she can’t hear anyone that calls her. She says she’s going the next day to get her phone fixed. I tell her to call me after the phone is fixed. She says she will and thanks me for hearing her out.

That was Friday. Haven’t heard from her since. I’m not sure I will. And you know what? I just don’t care. she didn’t have the common sense to do things properly, to take into account the situation that is her life, and royally fucked up. Fuck this bullshit.

SHIT LIKE THIS IS WHY PEOPLE STAY SINGLE. If you want to meet up with someone, do the exact opposite of what she did and you’re golden.

Fucking bullshit.

The Spam Chronicles, Part 1.

As is common with everyone with an email address, I get spam. My email filter does a good job of keeping it out of my inbox, but I wanted to share with you some of what I got in terms of the email sender (not necessarily a real name or institution), title and whatever of the body I can read without opening them (because fuck doing that):

1) Senior Dating by 775M, “Who Knew Senior Dating Could be Easy”,Who Knew Senior Dating Could be Easy

2) X-T-8-0-8 Tac-tical, “Tes-ters_Wan-ted: FR-EE Tac.tical_Flash-light”, To Unsubscribe please Send an Email with Unsubscribe Request as the subject.

3) Certified Mail, “KEEP THIS CONFIRMATION NUMBER CASINO400”, safe unsubscribe

4) Jessica, “Fwd: I HATE YOU -F-U Mother F*Cker ??….”, -You piece of shit! Stop pretending to be my friend. Stick your finger in your ass mayb

5) Melliss, “Want a F#*k-Friend-Tonight?, “Hi (my email address name- !!!! I_need_YOU_in_my_bed_Tonight! … To Stop Receiving Messages And Unsub

Yeah, my spam is amusing. I think I’ll make this an ongoing blog thing, highlighting the hilarity of what I get.

Home shopping for guys?

So in my moments of boredom, I channel surf. And I seem to land on the home shopping channels, mostly QVC, but also HSN and Evine Live on occasion. Usually, I stare at the cute hostesses and good looking models. Hey, I’m a guy. Don’t blame me for liking what I like. 🙂

But in the time I’ve spent watching, I’ve noticed they have nearly nothing for guys. Almost everything is for women to buy. This confuses me. Surely the women that watch these shows would like to find something for the men in their lives, be it friends or family. I think one of the channels had men’s watches for sale about 2 years ago (Evine, I think), but that’s it.

Anyone have any theories about this? It confuses me that these channels would ignore a demographic that can make them a great deal of money. Anyone know if there’s any research about this?

Don’t get it twisted. I don’t care how they sell stuff. I’m just wondering why they don’t have more men’s stuff on there.

You are the reason people don’t date.

So, remember the chick I ranted about in my last post? I decided, out of the surprising amount of kindness somehow left in this withered black hole of a heart I have, to give her a chance to meet up with me. She swore she was 100 (yes, she used that fucking stupid emoji) going to meet me. We scheduled for yesterday at 6 to meet up.

I get off the train at 5:45. Given walking times in Manhattan, modified by foot traffic during rush hour and my walking speed, I was going to make it at around 6 on the dot, possibly a minute late. So I was all good for this. Or so I thought.

As is habit, I took out my phone and saw a text from her. At 5:36, while I was still on the train, she said she was running late and was going to meet me at 6:45.

What. The. Fuck. You swear we’re going to meet up, that you’re 100 sure you won’t have any problems, and you’re already telling me you’re gonna be late?

::Insert string of expletives and rage::

So I tell her where I’ll be. 6:45 comes around, she’s not there. I text her to find out where she is. No response. I exercise god-tier patience and wait until 7:30. No response, no nothing. I call her and it goes to voicemail.

::Insert string of expletives and rage::

I leave her a message kindly telling her to fuck off. Then I text her this:

“Check your voicemail when you get a chance. Goodbye.”

Haven’t heard from her since. Probably won’t. I went home, got pizza and called it a night.

As angry as I am over this (which is a reason why I’m doing this today, rather than last night), what is even worse is that she expressed interest in me and then pulled this shit. I didn’t approach her, I didn’t ask for her number. Hell, I had zero intentions that night of even trying to talk to any women. She gave her number to me, unsolicited, and then this shit gets pulled. People like her are why the rest of us despise dating. Men and women who do this are the problem in the dating scene.

I’m done. I’m done dating, done looking, done giving a fuck. The next woman that wants to go out with me had better be nothing short of immaculate when it comes to scheduling and showing up, because it’s one strike and she’s done.

Dating is bullshit. Don’t fall into the trap.

You cancelled on me? Fuck you.

I don’t ask too many people to hang out these days because their propensity to cancel on me has become fucking ridiculously frequent. I stopped making plans for a while because of it, and now I’m very selective about who I ask to hang out with.

I’ve also made it clear that if people want to hang out, they’re welcome to make the plans and let me know. So far, I’ve had all of……2 people take me up on that.


Color me surprised.

Friday night, I go to karaoke. I end up meeting this woman. She gave me her number without me asking for it. Alright. We chat over text and we schedule drinks for Tuesday.

I text her on Tuesday to confirm. I get told things are really busy at work. So we rescheduled for today. Doesn't respond to my text this morning. I text her before I get on the train. She tells me another work related issue has come up. I text her and ask if we're still meeting up.

45 MINUTES LATER, NO RESPONSE. Far as I'm concerned, she ditched me. I text her to contact me when things are less busy.

Look, I get jobs get nuts, especially where she works. But you have a responsibility to the people you make plans with to let them know if things are gonna change or if things have occurred to occupy your time. There's no goddamn reason for me to not hear from you.

So I'm done with her. Which is a shame, because she was pretty interesting.


If you’re MGTOW, you’re probably a retard.

Now that I’ve gotten your attention with such a blatantly insulting title, let’s talk, shall we?

I ran across the MGTOW community whilst wandering through the strange and wonderful place called YouTube. MGTOW, for those of you who are unaware of it, stands for “Men Going Their Own Way.” The idea is that men who are tired of dealing with the many issues surrounding dating women have decided to stop doing that.

Now, were this entire movement simply that, I would have absolutely no problem with it. Dating these days is brutal for everyone, and taking time away from the drain on time, energy and resources that dating can be is necessary on occasion. It takes a lot out of a person, and that could be on top of any personal or professional issues one may have. So stepping away from dating could be good for one’s health, and personal health is critical these days.

But it’s not that simple. Nearly every video I watched and every comment I read was a bunch of whiny men yelling about how awful women are and why they hate women so much. All they do is talk shit and insult women and try to make themselves the victim of the horrible, horrible women they run into.

So I asked the Shadows about these types. The Shadow’s response:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! Are you kidding me? Here’s a group of men, full of hate, misogyny and poor comprehension of human interaction, and they have the utter audacity to claim women are the source of their problems? These…..what do you call them, my Voice? Ah yes, retards….these retards have it in their mind that women are why they are alone? That their best friend is whichever hand they choose to masturbate with? That they are so pathetic that they must complain about it behind the anonymity of a YouTube account? Or this Twitter you’ve mentioned? They would not last a moment in the Void!

That’s a pretty accurate view. Now don’t get me wrong, women have done some fucked up things (see Susan Eubanks, Andrea Yates, Betsy DeVos, etc), but men have done equally fucked up shit. There’s shit on both sides that these clowns conveniently ignore. So yeah, I got no respect for them. At all. Fuck em. Fuck em all in the ear.

One particular video I watched, which I will not link to because it’s utter garbage, has a guy writing into a Youtuber and complaining about his lack of luck in finding women with money, a job, and savings. He says he just attracts broke women for some reason.


Listen, douchebag, I don’t know why you think all the women you attract are broke. Odds are you’re exaggerating like a bitch because you’re upset they won’t sleep with you. Given the whining you did, I don’t blame them. You’re a fucking child. Kindly throw yourself off a cliff.

Fucking losers, the whole lot of them.

So, that passed.

Much to my lack of surprise, I did nothing for my birthday. I’ll be going out tonight for a birthday shot or 2, and a friend took me out for lunch today, but that’s it. This isn’t shocking to me at all. Not one bit.

The death of Chris Cornell was announced as a suicide. The toxicology tests are pending. I’m saddened by his death. The guy had a ton of talent and was involved in music for decades. I’m going to wait for the tox results and see what they say about what was in his system. His wife has already stated she does not believe it was suicide, but the only person that will ever truly know is Cornell himself. And he’s not around to ask.

In more pleasant news, Huma Abedin, wife of disgraced politician and dick pic sender Anthony Weiner, has filed for divorce from his scummy ass. Good for you, Huma. About time you got rid of him. Find you a better man to be with. You look pretty damn good at 40, so go cougar out for a bit.

What else? Seems today that Tom Hardy was cast as Venom in a new solo film for that character. If it doesn’t have Spider-Man in it to explain Venom’s origin, I immediately grade this movie as a FAIL. No Spidey, no Venom. End of story.

And it looks like next Friday is shaping up to be mighty interesting. We’ll see how that goes.