Mr. HappyHeels

I like OkCupid....usually. Every now and then you run into an odd duck. I got a message from a really cute Asian businessman in New York. It started off nice enough.

Mr HappyHeels: "Hi. How are You?"
Me: "I'm good. How are you?"
Mr HappyHeels: "I'm good. You're really cute. I like black women."
Me: "Um...thanks. I like Asian guys."
Mr HappyHeels: "So do you wear high heels?"
Me: "No. I have big feet and I walk like a newborn calf in heels."
Mr HappyHeels: "Oh, well, you won't have to walk much in the bedroom."

This is where I should have shut him down.

But I was bored and decided to play along a little bit more.

 

 

 

Me: "Oh....ok."

Mr HappyHeels: "Has a guy ever bought high heels for you before."

Me: "Guys have bought me lots of things. Flowers. Candy. Dinner. Never heels"

Mr HappyHeels: "Oh that's too bad. You should let me buy you shoes."

 

Then he sends me a link to a website with fetish heels.

 In leather.

 

 

Me:"Oh."

Mr HappyHeels: "Do you see anything you like?"

Me:" Ummmm..."

 

Then he proceeds to tell me what he likes to do with women in high heel shoes.

I was done at this point.

I don't know why I entertain the nonsense.

 

Me:" Look, sweetie. I don't think we're here for the same thing. I wish you good luck in your search and hope you find what you're looking for."

 

And that was it. Over as fast as it started.

 

What did I learn? There are some...interesting people out there on these dating sites.

And Ain't nobody got time to deal with crazy.