I had emailed a girl on POF but did not get a reply. That happens a lot and I sort of flushed it from my memory. So I was a bit surprised a couple of weeks later to get a reply, and even more surprised when the reply contained her phone number. It struck me as strange that someone who didn't know me that well and had never spoke to me in person would all of a sudden ,just out of the blue, leave me her phone number. Likely I should have run like a chicken, but since I had not been with anyone steady in a long time, I decided to take a chance and texted her.
We communicated back and forth by text for a couple of days before we agreed to meet for coffee. She had to drive about sixty miles to see me, so I was kinda flattered about that.We lingered over coffee for quite a while, and that extended into supper as well. I edged the conversation around to see if she would be interested in spending the night. Much to my surprise, she accepted but said it would have to be at her house because she had to return the car soon. On the drive back we began to kiss, and it seemed to be going great. Once we arrived at her house, we quickly settled onto her couch, listening to music and resumed our mutual stimulation. It was really a rush.
Suddenly, she started getting text messages by the dozens and she started to focus on replying to them. Then her phone started to ring as well, and she kept answering it. I really thought it was quite rude for her to be spending more time on the phone than with me. To add insult to injury, when she was not focused on the phone, she started to tell me all about her ex boyfriend and her trials with him! Like I cared! I just sat there pretending to really give a shit, making noises to her like, “uh huh....yea....oh.... that’s too bad”, figuring she probably still had a thing for him. But hey, I must have done something right because we eventually had sex so it was worth listening to her shit. We were hardly done before she jumped out of bed and scurried down the hall to her friend's room. She never returned. I waited up for a bit to see if she would come back, but I gave up about a half hour later and decided to just sack out.
When I woke up, I decided that this was all too weird for me and decided to get out of here as soon as possible. As I opened the bedroom door, I saw her roommate standing there looking at me as if I was something squirmy. Her roommate triggered all my psycho chick alarms. I have no idea why. Then it struck me. She was looking at me as if I was competition. These two ladies had a thing for each other but it seemed that the one who picked me up was bisexual. Just to be perverse, I decided to have a shower before I left. The water in this backward hell hole probably was not fit to let an animal drink let alone a human because it smelled like boiled eggs. By this time I was really pissed off.
I got dressed and went back to the room I had slept in and waited for her to explain what the heck was going on. Mostly, I just wanted to know how I was going to get home. When she came it she told me she was in a spot because she had borrowed the car from her friend's mother without permission. Her roommate's mom had flipped her lid and kicked her out over the episode. She had to leave in an hour.
I noticed she looked like she was on something and her roommate looked all strung out as well. This freaky looking fellow came over to take us to her own mother's home. The house was set back about a half mile from the road. When we got there, there was a bunch of sorry looking people hanging around. They all looked like they were on something pretty powerful, and from the strange smell around, I guessed that they were actually cooking up a batch of something out back someplace. This entire group was all just hanging around listening to some of the worst music I have ever heard. And of course they had to have the volume up full to boot. It was sort of like one of those bad nightmare scenarios that you see in some B grade Hollywood movies. I started to get a bit scared.
One if these guys stirred himself enough to tell me which train I needed to take home. My date and her mother left me standing there for a few minutes, and when they returned, we left. I guess the plan was to drop off my date and her mother someplace and then have me ferried to the train station, because that is what ended up happening.
I finally realized what it was about this guy that rubbed me the wrong way. He had his teeth filed of all things! All of his front teeth were pointed. About the only thing that he needed to look more like Count Dracula was the cape. Of course he also needed a good Bela Lugosi accent. Either way, I was weirded out. His constant grinning was getting to me. The longer I was with him the more I was certain that I would crap my pants. I had to clinch my cheeks together as tight as I could and hoped I would get home in one piece. I hoped he had not decided to drive me all the way home, but suddenly we arrived at the train station. I wasted no time getting out of that car.
As it turned out, with all the delays at the house, we missed the train I was supposed to catch. I had to wait three more hours for the next one. On top of that, I did not have enough money to get all the way back. So I just sat back and stewed. I had to get off about an hour away from my destination and hitchhike the rest of the way. It had started to rain, and it was getting colder. I was pretty wet and miserable by the time I got to my apartment. I tell you, it had never looked so cozy. The first thing I did was take a nice hot shower in 'clean' water.
Plenty of Fish might better be called Plenty Of Freaks from my perspective. I have used a couple of other dating sites since, but they are all paying sites now. There are times when you get what you pay for, and totally free dating sites are the epitome of that expression. There is nothing much that filters out the riffraff on free sites.
Not all free sites are bad. In fact, POF may actually be okay for most people. I may have had a worse experience than most. But in the final analysis, they have a harder time filtering out idiots because they tend to get more of them.
Once I had made the decision to leave POF, I had another issue to solve. How would I find a replacement site that was actually better. After a lot of searching, I finally found a site that rated a bunch of dating sites. It has been successful for me, so I am passing that on to you. There are risks in joining any dating site, but especially so for free sites. So be safe. The link below is one that I have used successfully. I trust it will be a valuable resource for you as well.
Top 10 Dating Sites
