It's been almost a year since I started looking at things with the feeling of it being a mid-life thing. I had my 49th birthday in the spring, and well, 50 is looming over me like a dead fish. It's a scary thought to be honest, to say that you're such a large number. Specially when nothing, and I do mean nothing, has gone as planned over the decades. In one of my last articles in what has turned now into a series of posts, I mentioned how hot men intimidate me. To a point anyways.
So by this point in the history of social media and the digital age, dating sites have become the main way a lot of people find each other. Social media in general has become the main way people find each other. How we communicate, how we work, how we live and even breathe as far as some are concerned. Which brings me to the topic at hand. The scammers and con-men of the dating world.
The other day, I received a message in my messenger spam folder from a guy. A very good looking man, who was overly muscular and pretty much all his photos were of him in a gym. Why he messaged me, I have no idea. I am going to assume he is a con-man. The other explanation would be someone looking for an affair and you would be surprised how often that seems to happen. I'm surprised how often I get messages from men thinking I'd be willing to be a secret affair. Scary. Here's what these guys don't know. Muscles are not going to cut it for me. Unless I'm trapped injured and need to literally be rescued, I don't give a crap how much you can bench press. My Twin-Flame is muscular and that's what I like least about him.
Don't worry; we'll get around to chatting about the topic of Twin-Flames and Soulmates soon, just not today.
These social media con-men/affair seekers; target women who are like me. Over a certain age, over a certain weight limit, less of a bombshell etc etc etc. They count on the idea that because I'm not a 10 in their eyes, that I must be desperate and naive. Contrary to popular belief, I'm a total catch and a bag of chips. I know I'm not the hottest but that doesn't mean I will fall for anything.
So is my Twin-Flame. A total catch, the complete package and a bag of salt and vinegar chips. Okay, so I'll get side tracked for a brief second and mention the topic. He's the measuring cup other men have to be able to fill. I'm using cooking terms here, cause that's my go to language. He's got the looks, sure a nice mirror glaze makes any cake look fancy, but he's also got a great base layer of humour, a thick creamy layer of talent, a double layer of deep rich intellectual sponge and that spiritual spice for extra kick. You know that warm feeling you get after you drink a chili infused hot chocolate on a cold winter morning and it just coats the back of your throat with a hint of spiced heat before warming up your whole body. Yeah, that's a big recipe of flavour.
So he's the standard I hold other men to. And trust me on this, these social media boys aren't worth the left over crumbs. The other angle these social media villains use, is a flashy lifestyle. They say they travel and always show themselves in beach locations or standing beside a shiny car. Again, not the bait for me. Hard quick pass on these types of messages. Show me a man standing in line at the horror convention to get an autograph from his favourite Star Trek actor; or totally geeking out over a Hallowe'en themed something or other and then you've got my attention.
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