Even in my early years of childhood I was a skeptical kid. Santa? Not buying it, Dad. Tooth fairy? Suuure, Mom. How’s it going young man? Get lost, stranger, I watch America’s Most Wanted and I don’t trust any adults being cordial to a 10-year-old. This attitude has evolved over the years and I’ve always considered myself somewhat guarded and wary of people. Needless to say, the following only further pushes me down a dark pit of doubt and suspiciousness.
Now, I’ve watched every episode of Catfish and often play that role of an all-knowing viewer who mockingly calls people out for their sloppiness, wishful thinking and ridiculous willingness to trust. I’ve even questioned these people’s intelligence when they fail to proceed with caution or take logical steps such as talking via Skype or doing a simple ‘Google Image Search’ on their alleged lover’s far too good-looking to possibly be seeking out a stranger online Facebook photos. I’ve passed judgment and thrown stones until recently, I found myself in the midst of a scenario that would end so unexpectedly different than anticipated.
Her name was Marie. That’s all I knew at first. I’d like to make it clear that it’s different when there’s no Nev & Max doing the dirty work for you and being by your side for comfort if things don’t pan out right. I was on my own and when you’re riding solo, hungry – starving for this nourishment, you’ll start to believe anything and everything. Marie and I had been communicating for a while. Yes, it was only a few weeks, but it felt like months that we’d spent together, knowing eventually we had to meet. I found comfort in the fact that Marie left it entirely in my hands when we’d have our first encounter. I’d decide the degree and capacity of this meeting, and I felt as if that eliminated any suspicions because it’s such an open, here-I-am thing to do.
I’d seen pictures of her and I won’t go into detail, but I will say that Marie gave very detailed descriptions of what she wanted me to do to her. These specific instructions and her way with words were hard to resist, so finally I decided we would meet. Sunday night, Marie & I, finally putting an end to this game of charades.
Now look, y’all — I want to put this in perspective so you understand that I’m not a shallow scumbag. Marie & I’s connection wasn’t strictly based on aesthetics, but nobody likes being lied to, right? Here is the first picture of her – what I was expecting to meet on that hopeful Sunday evening:
Beautiful, I know. The miniature sea of gravy on top of succulent country fried steak, covering a heaping pile of perfect macaroni and cheese with sexy, seasoned red skin potatoes on the side. A feast fit for a king, a love imagined by an optimistic 20-something guy. Again, I’d like to reiterate that I loved Marie for what was inside of that box, but look at the difference, visually:
Clearly what Marie showed me was a façade and I can’t go for that. I felt betrayed. I tried giving it a chance, tasting Marie’s potatoes, scooping a spoonful of her dry, disappointing macaroni into my mouth but it just wasn’t right. Inside and out, she was nothing like she’d seemed.
I don’t mean to shy people away from trust and finding happiness in potential, but I encourage you all to be wary. Ask questions, check Google in advance, and perhaps consider trying Stouffer’s instead. You just never know if you’re falling for actual country-fried steak or mystery meat with Photoshop skills. Soldier on, folks, the frozen TV dinner for you is out there somewhere.
This article, by Christopher Hudspeth, originally appeared on Thought Catalog.
So what made you choose Marie over Mrs.T or Rosina? Was it her total package or her price? Maybe next time you will do more research like Neve and Max……might not leave a bad taste in your mouth!
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HA! Man listen…I'm dag near a private investigator when I meet a man. Liars, criminals, or a combination of both aren't gonna tell you they're trying to get over on you.
Google. Facebook. Twitter. Court case search.
When I look, I'm not reading everything line-by-line trying to know all your business. I'm simply looking to see that you are you, peeping for the wife/girlfriend you failed to mention, domestic violence charges, and drugs/weapons charges. Anything else I see, I don't give it any thought…you're single and I don't assume anything. But, the stuff I've found online about people has saved me and my friends LOTS of headaches.
truth, truth & more truth lol
I got catfished the other day at wagamama, i read a description for what was seemingly a delightful shrimp stir fry what i got was a lump of rice in a bowl of sauce with two shrimps in it. Tragic.
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smh- I'm sorry that happened, man that had to be tough. Why do women do that to themselves? you know if you put your booty on the sink while taking the pic it's gonna look bigger than it does in real life?? you know if you put certain filters on your pic you're going from wesley snipes black to light skinneded??? And you know the illusion can't live on forever?? all good (shady) things must come to an end lol.
On another note: you just got me craving a marie calendar chicken pot pie smh. I'm on Bob Harpers "get skinny" diet right now, so I don't see any pot pies in my near future, but a girl can dream………..
Damn funny story, loved your analogy
Obviously, this is always a possibility with online dating. But as I explained to someone, the same people folks meet online are usually the same people others meet OFFLINE….meaning, IT IS WHAT IT IS….UNTIL YOU FIND OUT IT AIN'T WHAT IT IS.
People lie to your face, people REALLY LIE ONLINE but I thnk most of those people usually have NO intentions of meeting anyone [or they actually FEAR meeting someone].
What I find most puzzling, are these stories of folks meeting online, faling inlove ONLINE, OVER THE PHONE, LETTERS, ETC….and are going hard for someone they have NEVER met or spent time with….THAT really puzzles me.
I commend you for trying online dating because that seems to be what happened. That's why I always try to meet people early because if you let too many months go by you will end up being tricked.