Thursday, 3 November 2016

What the feet?

Following on from my last post, I am still struggling along the Tinder trail, swatting pests left all the way! I expected there to be some weirdos out there, but my latest encounter takes the cake. I started chatting to this guy and from the first moment, he was telling me how gorgeous I am. This always makes me suspicious, as in my experience, many men tend to think that if you tell a woman she is beautiful, she will immediately fall into bed with you. Maybe when I was 21, but not now buddio! Anyway, I hesitantly continue talking to him, and his sexual intentions become clearer and clearer with every message. Then, he asks me if I have pretty feet. Yes, feet. Now, I don't know about you, but I think that feet are really weird, especially when you start examining how your toes are joined to your foot, which always conjures up images of square stubs from Roald Dahl's The Witches, but I digress. He then sends me a message asking for a picture. Of. My. Feet. To which I reply, no, I am wearing shoes and sure as hell am not going to send you a picture of my feet! Creepy right? But his answer was the kicker: 

"No feet, no meet." 

I kid you not. He has a catchphrase. And a foot fetish. Tinder 1 ; Karen 0

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