Being stood up instead of dicked down…adventure abounds.
I should have listened to my intuition, the photos were too good to be true, and he sent only one additional variation at my request. But our weekend plans fell through, in the stupidest way.
He left the chat.
This has happened so frequently in the past five years that I really need to give it a label of its own. It’s technically ghosting, but it’s a bit worse than that. It went from regular text chatting to planning to meet in person to going on read and getting disconnected from on Feeld. With no apparent cause, except an imminent meeting.
Ghost got scared? Too real? How is he calling me “babe” so soon? (Is that a red flag in itself?)
Yes, he may have been lying about his cool job and his jetsetting lifestyle. His pictures were a bit TOO handsome. But there was variety in the topics of conversation, and nothing approaching probes for personal information. He took the survey. He had interesting things to say and could carry a conversation…but when I had a friend read it, she said — no clues here. There is an ever-present risk that the person on the other end is a bot, a…