Dapper Swindler
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This is kind of a funny story I'd like to share.
Disclaimer 1: This story contains references to craigslist and the blasphemous "online" dating scene. The Dapper Swindler is well aware of the problems and thoughts DJs have and should have about such ways meeting women. The topic does not need to turn into such a discussion. Thank you.
Disclaimer 2: The Dapper Swindler is not a real DJ, nor is he really much of a normal, healthy, adult male. He is a rAFC or what he likes to call a LIG (lacking inner game). Keep this in mind and there is no reason to point this out to him and make fun of his skillz.
So I recently moved to Chicago right? I found my apartment through craigslist. I noticed that you can also meet friends and women through craigslist. That's great because I don't know a soul here. I'm not afraid to meet a stranger, it could be interesting right? So I create post on "strictly platonic". I throw in some subtle DJ moves in the post to get ladies interested (if I could DJ only through writing, I would be a master), even though I was really just curious to meet people and not necessarily wanting to date. In fact, I even said that I didn't need to see a pic because I didn't have one to share and it's on "strictly platonic" anyway so looks shouldn't matter. That totally worked, I received a dozen or so responses. I reply back to a few e-mails and try to get some numbers.
HINT: If you're going to ignore everything DJs tell you and go with online dating, NEVER EVER use an instant messenger. Don't even use e-mail if you don't have to. Get the number and cut out all that bullcrap, it's a waste of time.
So I make some phone calls and a lot of the girls seem nice enough. I met a lot of them. Unfortunately, even though I really said looks didn't matter because it was platonic, it was starting to get annoying after the third girl or so...how can I put this delicately?... looked like someone who would put an elephant to shame. Dang, that wasn't delicate. (with the exception of a polish girl who was, even by DJ standards, at least an HB7).
So anyway, a few weeks later, I have about two girls left that I haven't met yet and only spoke too on the phone. Angie and Jen. They are both pretty friendly and responsive to me. I decide to give it one last shot, but if I do this again I WILL REQUIRE A PICTURE! I called Angie and spoke for a while, maybe we'll meet next week.
This evening I called Jen. I may have called her twice before, about a week apart. Jen had a friendly, confident, bubbly voice. She was a realtor and was very outgoing. It doesn't hurt to call right? Even if she is another hippo-skirt (not delicate enough?).
So we're talking on the phone and it went something like this ...
Jen: blah blah blah, realtor stuff, blah blah Halloween blah blah
DS: blah blah blah
Jen: So blah blah I'm on my way to this bar where I'm supposed to work tonight blah blah
DS: I thought you were a realtor?
Jen: I am but I also promote this vodka at events blah blah blah
DS: Um, wha?
Jen: Yeah I'm a spokesmodel for this vodka at big events it sucks but sometimes you get to meet celebrities blah blah Jennifer Aniston blah blah went to a party at David Schwimmer's blah blah
DS: duh wha?
Jen: It's kind of a crappy gig but it's all my agent could do.
DS: der der agent?
Jen: Yeah, my modeling agent. I'm a model, didn't I tell you that?
DS: No! (don'tsoundimpresseddon'tsoundimpresseddon'tsoundimpressed) Uh.. LET'S HAVE TEH BABIES!!11 (SH*T!)
Note: I didn't actually say "Let's have teh babies!" but upon consideration I think that would be a killer opening line to shout at some girl at a club. Try it out. She'll either laugh or run away screaming, either way is good.
So I don't know what to think. I've still never actually seen her so who knows if she's real model quality or not. Maybe she's a "plus sized" model or something. Why would a model respond to a craigslist post? Did my line about not worried about looks appeal to her in some way? Maybe she is too often judged based on looks? How could she "forget" to tell me she was a model? We must have spoken on the phone over several calls for a total of 45 minutes. Did she purposely not tell me because she didn't want me to think of her that way?
One thing that I'm sure of is that she is NOT lying about it. It may sound like she possibly is when I tell the story but I could tell if she were lying. Trust me. I'd stake a bet on it.
So maybe a funny story. Interested to hear your thoughts and I'll update as this develops.
Disclaimer 1: This story contains references to craigslist and the blasphemous "online" dating scene. The Dapper Swindler is well aware of the problems and thoughts DJs have and should have about such ways meeting women. The topic does not need to turn into such a discussion. Thank you.
Disclaimer 2: The Dapper Swindler is not a real DJ, nor is he really much of a normal, healthy, adult male. He is a rAFC or what he likes to call a LIG (lacking inner game). Keep this in mind and there is no reason to point this out to him and make fun of his skillz.
So I recently moved to Chicago right? I found my apartment through craigslist. I noticed that you can also meet friends and women through craigslist. That's great because I don't know a soul here. I'm not afraid to meet a stranger, it could be interesting right? So I create post on "strictly platonic". I throw in some subtle DJ moves in the post to get ladies interested (if I could DJ only through writing, I would be a master), even though I was really just curious to meet people and not necessarily wanting to date. In fact, I even said that I didn't need to see a pic because I didn't have one to share and it's on "strictly platonic" anyway so looks shouldn't matter. That totally worked, I received a dozen or so responses. I reply back to a few e-mails and try to get some numbers.
HINT: If you're going to ignore everything DJs tell you and go with online dating, NEVER EVER use an instant messenger. Don't even use e-mail if you don't have to. Get the number and cut out all that bullcrap, it's a waste of time.
So I make some phone calls and a lot of the girls seem nice enough. I met a lot of them. Unfortunately, even though I really said looks didn't matter because it was platonic, it was starting to get annoying after the third girl or so...how can I put this delicately?... looked like someone who would put an elephant to shame. Dang, that wasn't delicate. (with the exception of a polish girl who was, even by DJ standards, at least an HB7).
So anyway, a few weeks later, I have about two girls left that I haven't met yet and only spoke too on the phone. Angie and Jen. They are both pretty friendly and responsive to me. I decide to give it one last shot, but if I do this again I WILL REQUIRE A PICTURE! I called Angie and spoke for a while, maybe we'll meet next week.
This evening I called Jen. I may have called her twice before, about a week apart. Jen had a friendly, confident, bubbly voice. She was a realtor and was very outgoing. It doesn't hurt to call right? Even if she is another hippo-skirt (not delicate enough?).
So we're talking on the phone and it went something like this ...
Jen: blah blah blah, realtor stuff, blah blah Halloween blah blah
DS: blah blah blah
Jen: So blah blah I'm on my way to this bar where I'm supposed to work tonight blah blah
DS: I thought you were a realtor?
Jen: I am but I also promote this vodka at events blah blah blah
DS: Um, wha?
Jen: Yeah I'm a spokesmodel for this vodka at big events it sucks but sometimes you get to meet celebrities blah blah Jennifer Aniston blah blah went to a party at David Schwimmer's blah blah
DS: duh wha?
Jen: It's kind of a crappy gig but it's all my agent could do.
DS: der der agent?
Jen: Yeah, my modeling agent. I'm a model, didn't I tell you that?
DS: No! (don'tsoundimpresseddon'tsoundimpresseddon'tsoundimpressed) Uh.. LET'S HAVE TEH BABIES!!11 (SH*T!)
Note: I didn't actually say "Let's have teh babies!" but upon consideration I think that would be a killer opening line to shout at some girl at a club. Try it out. She'll either laugh or run away screaming, either way is good.
So I don't know what to think. I've still never actually seen her so who knows if she's real model quality or not. Maybe she's a "plus sized" model or something. Why would a model respond to a craigslist post? Did my line about not worried about looks appeal to her in some way? Maybe she is too often judged based on looks? How could she "forget" to tell me she was a model? We must have spoken on the phone over several calls for a total of 45 minutes. Did she purposely not tell me because she didn't want me to think of her that way?
One thing that I'm sure of is that she is NOT lying about it. It may sound like she possibly is when I tell the story but I could tell if she were lying. Trust me. I'd stake a bet on it.
So maybe a funny story. Interested to hear your thoughts and I'll update as this develops.