Black People Meet (Pt. 2)

I'm single, I haven't been on a date in almost a year, I have limited prospects and spend most of my free time at the gym or wearing a butt groove into my sofa. Yet for some reason I have yet to understand, some of you actually listen (and take my advice) on the shit I write. The 9th Wonder of the World. LOL.

A few weeks ago, I made a post about Black People Meet, a dating site for black folks. I said there were a couple prospects, and one in particular that I found quite charming. Some of you translated my review as me making a recommendation for the site. Weeks later, I got a couple irate emails from some of my friends, the funniest of which I've decided to share:

Girl, wha kinda brokedown, ghettofied version of eHarmony is this? OMG, it's like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Most of the guys can't even construct a proper sentence! That's why they make you sign up to even look at the profiles, 'cause if I could've seen that mess before I signed up, I would a never given them my money. Speaking of which, you owe me $15 for getting me to sign up for this thing ($12 for the month membership, and $3 for pain and suffering).

Keep in mind that the only "conversation" I've had with this friend about BPM is what I wrote here on my blog. I didn't even know she read my blog until I got that email. LMAO. And she obviously missed the part where I said I found a lot of the profiles ghetto-fabulous. The people I know...

So anyway, the prospect I mentioned last time fizzled out. We emailed back and forth a few times, and then I didn't hear from him for a couple weeks. I sent him a witty email asking him if it was my breath or something I said. He responded saying that he'd gotten a last minute flight to Trinidad and was just returning to New York. Never heard from him again. I guess he was "just not that into me." LOL. Or maybe he Googled my BPM name (which is really a variation of my blog name...yeah, pretty silly I know) and found my sordid secret. Pity too, he seemed like a nice guy...and he had great conversation skills. Ah well.

The aggressive dude totally ignored my email telling him to slow down and asked me out - actually not even, he suggested I come to the club where he was bouncing *sigh* - that same Saturday. I just stopped responding.

I met another nice guy a few days before the end of my subscription. I think he might be too young for me, but we'll see how that goes. My subscription ended, and unfortunately, there's nothing that makes me wanna renew.

I think I've found my next business venture: a dating site for the more, erm, discerning folks of the African diaspora. And to the fella who wanted to know what I thought of the three black dating sites (Black Singles Connection, Black Singles and Soul Singles): Between sitting on my couch and going to the gym, I haven't had the time to look at 'em. LOL. Seriously, my internet at home was down, and I don't click on random links when I'm at work. If I find anything worth mentioning, I'll holla. ;)

Say somethin' - unless it's "I told you so"...