App used: Tinder
Status: Block & Deleted
So, it actually happened. I got attacked by the d&ckpics (disclaimer: creepy blog post below)
Yes, ladies and gentleman. The inevitable happened. I’m fortunate I have no recent experience dealing with the situation in which I’m going to describe to you. Nonetheless it was only a matter of time.
Here’s the backstory:
Back in January, I matched with someone on Tinder (the usual). It was a decent conversation, and he asked to exchange numbers.
I thought sure, why not?
We exchanged texts here and there, but the conversation exchange didn’t amount to anything substantive.
Fast-forward to last week:
Here I am at work in my office, typing away, answering emails, and minding my business. With my phone being locked, I see this text message from an unknown number.
Side note: This is a weird habit, but I don’t save numbers in my phone unless I deem it necessary. To illustrate: if a guy I meet on Tinder wants to exchange numbers, I don’t automatically save it in my contacts. It’s not until we have a good conversation, possibly an in-person meetup, is where I decide to add him to my contacts. I usually save it as John Doe (Tinder).
When I received this hey message, I’m thinking who the hell is this?!
I unlock my phone, and I noticed I had a prior exchange with a person from this number. I scrolled up to read all of the messages, and I still had no clue who I was talking to.
C’mon, it’s been since January 5th when we last spoke! Clearly he left no imprint on my life.
Before I had a chance to respond, here’s what happened next:
McNasty: I’m in Boise finally, dft right now?
Me: No response
McNasty: [Sends 1st d*ckpic]
McNasty: [Sends 2nd d*ickpic]
McNasty: [Sends 3rd d*ckpic]
I am not kidding you. While at work, I was bombarded with disgusting and unwanted photos from Mr. McNasty. I elected not to respond because I didn’t want him to know this was still my phone number.
I logged into Tinder, and what do I see…, a message from McNasty:
McNasty: Hey, I sent you some d*ckpics, did you get them?
Me: No response
McNasty: It would be a shame if I sent them to the wrong number.
Me: [totally lying] That’s not my number anymore. You blindly sent d*ckpics to a number? Why?
McNasty: Well, what’s your number?
Me: For what? So you can send me unwanted photos? No thanks.
McNasty: I thought you were DTF?
Me: Really? That’s interesting. Because we exchanged numbers? No thanks.
McNasty: Whatever. Have a great life.
Me: Thanks! I will have an awesome life
I quickly unmatched with McNasty and shrugged off that disgusting feeling.
Here’s what I have a problem with, and I hope readers take note. It has been more than 3 months since I last spoke to Mr. McNasty. Three months! During the course of three months, lots could have transpired:
- New phone number
- New boyfriend
- I moved away
- Got abducted by aliens
I am poking fun, but truth be told, this person did not even think to ask whether this was my number or not. He thought it was his right to send me photos of himself (3 disturbing photos, one where in the background you can see the bath-time toys of his child). It’s one thing if you and someone you’re dating/seeing/talking to mutually agree to exchange nude photos; it’s another issue if such exchange was not agreed upon nor requested.
Over the past few months, I haven’t really been on any dating apps as much. The appeal of swiping right or another awkward date is slowly dwindling. Don’t get me wrong — I plan to still use Tinder, especially when I’m traveling these next few months. I, however, will start believing in destiny & acknowledge I’ll meet the right person when the time is right.
Until then, I plan to keep going on dates, whether in the BOI or not.
How have you handled receiving inappropriate photos which you never requested? I’d love to hear how you dealt with it!
Stay tuned for another Dating in the BOI story!