Release the wackness…
I’ve heard two stories this weekend involving dating and the single life.
First, as I’m on my way home on Friday, I get a call from my home girl who was supposed to go out on a date with a new guy this weekend. She tells me it’s canceled. I ask why. He seemed legit. Job, benefits, no kids, the whole nine. Well apparently he was so excited to go out on a date with her that he sent her a picture of himself……..ummmm…….excited. So of course I ask if she requested the pic because you know, different strokes for different folks (no pun intended). She tells me no. He sent it out the blue with a note saying “We can’t wait to meet you” Hmmmm…..You know I went all out on the jokes right? “That’s nuts” ….”You sure it didn’t say can’t wait to “meat” you”….”He’s got some balls”….
Ummm….yeah…….ummmm……I’m trying to not curse here but ummm…who does that? Now if it was decided that this is going to be a freak you down mission, then yeah, genital snapshots are acceptable. But first-date-I’d-like-to-get-to-know-you-better? Am I missing something?
And this isn’t the first. I’ve heard story upon story upon story of dudes (and some females) doing some crazy wack moves in an effort to what? Impress a potential mate? Sending genitals. Borrowing cars, houses, even clothes. Is it really that serious? I know first impressions last long and mean a lot, so when you grab Dope Boy Fresh on the first date (yes this happened before) to see “what I’m working with”, my first impression goes from potential wifey to immediate jumpoff. That’s just me. I’m sure other people have different views. But if we agree that we just gonna bump skins, grab Dope Boy all you want. 
Go back to basics people. Release the wackness.
