I have to say this was some years ago. I can’t remember how long ago, more than ten years ago. I have in fact been asked for a phone number in the last couple of years, but I always refuse. This guy is the reason why. Now I usually ask a guy to give me his phone number or email address.
Well there was this guy and we were both waiting downtown at a bus stop. (Which is kind of hilarious cause nowadays I would never start talking to a guy downtown, and never at a bus stop. So there was this guy and he was cute and he was flirting with me and I was flirting with him back. After a few minutes he asked for my phone number and I gave it to him.
He called a few days later and we had a pretty good conversation. I still liked him. And then he asked me how much I weighed and how old I was.
I told him that I wasn’t going to answer those questions. He tried to convince me to answer him. I said you saw me in person so you have to go by that. I don’t really know you and you don’t really know me. One short conversation and one short phone conversation is not enough for me to tell you that kind of personal information. He kept insisting that I could answer his questions and then he said why.
He said the higher your weight and the older your age you are the more that I am going to like it. Because I really like larger women and I really like being with someone who is older because I figure that means that they are more experienced sexually because they are older. (!?!)
I thought what the fuck!
First of all we just met, we just had one short conversation and one short phone conversation, no one is dating anyone, no one is having sex with anyone, that is a lot of boundary jumping on his part. Second of all that pretty much told me this is not someone that I would ever have anything to do with so long as we both shall live.
I told him that he had not convinced me to answer the question and that they were still offensive to me. He really did not agree with me and tried to say that his liking bigger and older women than himself was a good thing, like a compliment. I didn’t agree or disagree with him, but neither agreeing nor disagreeing was going to make me answer his personal questions.
Well I didn’t convince him so I thought I would give him a personal example that might impact him more.
I said how would you like it if I asked you two questions:
How high is your bank account?
How long is your dick?
But don’t be offended because the higher your answers are the happier I would be.