I wasn’t going to post this. I was going to let it slide.
But, in the end, I just can’t because there are still people out there doing
things like this to innocent good-intentioned girls looking and hoping for
love. I almost laughed when I heard that the pyramid scheme was still around. I
worked really hard to clear my life of a lot of crap and ended up where I am
now. I’m ready to date and get on with this thing called life… So, I checked
out Clover, a dating app because a friend recommended it to me.
MAN!! I should have known better! Dang it!!
First guy that responds to being matched to me asks if I
want to make money this Summer. And… surprised as I am, THAT is NOT how someone
interested in getting to know you in a romantic way talks to you. From that
moment, you are a mark and nothing more than a possible business opportunity.
But, I wanted to believe that he was shy and looking for an ice breaker, maybe,
and who isn’t interested in making money? Right?
WRONG!! Once a mark, always a mark.
The fool is a racist! OMG! I thought Asians being racist was
sooo old fashioned and not of my generation, but he said he was born and raised
in LA… then HOW THE PUCK is he still racist? If he had issues with that, MOVE
TO ASIA!! But, I’m sure he can’t because he doesn’t speak the language… he
speaks English! Damn, I was so mad because he was, basically, calling ALL of my
friends stupid people. So, as if that wasn’t bad enough, I was hoping meeting
with him, I could clear the air about his racist point of views… HAH. What a
joke!
I met the guy, he brought me into his life with a sop story
and then pitched to me a pyramid scheme. I was amused at first and wanted to
see how far he’d get before I shut him down. He said it would be a 15 minute
meeting but by the 15th minute, I was ready to crawl into my bag and
hide because he hadn’t even started his pitch yet!! All of those past memories
of being tricked by the pyramid scheme came back to me, so I stopped him and
shut him down. He took the rejection as any man would, and dared to insult me
to my face by saying, “I thought you were brighter than this.” The dude insulted
my intellect when he was the bigger chump! Wow, so I critiqued his methods and
pitch because, to be honest, he sucked at it. If my words could hurt him so
much, he shouldn’t be in the scheme!
He also claimed to be Christian after being brought back to life after a motorcycle accident where he was at fault. He decided NOT to wear his helmet while riding through the Malibu Hills at night. He crashed into a car head on and ... God brought him back to life. He is a Christian now because he is a miracle and etc... That was his sop story to me. Of course he wouldn't know about my trials and tribulations. He never asked about them. All he wanted to do was make me feel bad and sad for him, thinking that would open me up to him, so he could pitch to me and get me on board. I'm sorry, dude. Jesus doesn't work that way. You better rethink trying to use Him to fish me in. Cuz, I ain't biting!
On top of that, when he saw he couldn’t change my mind, not
that he really tried, he packed up his set up and left. There was nothing
courteous or kind about him, just a business sleaze ball moving on to their
next mark. Also, he didn’t speak like he even liked what he was pitching. He
kept telling me he loved the program without a smile nor any excitement. He
kept telling me it was the best option for me when he knew nothing about me.
And when I pointed this out to him at the end of our meeting, he said he tried
but I was too “closed off”. And I take issue with that, because I answered all
of his questions with honest answers about myself. That jerk didn’t even
listen. He didn’t even recall our Clover chat conversation until I recited it
to him verbatim. Then, he got defensive and… I was so thankful he left. I was
going to forget about it…
AND THEN… Monday morning, the morning after the afternoon of
our meeting, he sends me a text at 4:50 AM that read, “I hope you know why you
always get the friend zone?”
…
…
Here was my text response with screen-captures of our
conversation on Clover:
“(Photo) There are a few things we should get straight. The
first thing you as is if I want to make money. No good guy talk[s] straight
business. You never had interest in me, [NAME]. You saw a mark and took it. (Photo)
Then, you went all racist on me. After that, you only kept up with me because
you want[ed] to make more money. And… I said I was friend zoned to be nice. It’s
never good to brag. And I wanted to [get] to know you so I kept the meeting. I
hate the pyramid scheme. I hope you don’t get hurt. Please block my number.”
So, I blocked that racist fool stuck in his pyramid scheme
and… onward, ho!
***
For all you Pyramid Schemers out there… as someone
who has pitched to hundreds of people successfully… let me teach you some
things… and take it however you want to:
Lesson #1 – People
aren’t stupid. Just because you have an emotionally trying story about
a difficult time you went through, it does NOT mean I will care any more about
what you’re selling to me than if you told me there were ants on the ground.
Your story is sad and I feel for you, but the moment you switch over and pitch
to me about the pyramid, you better have a good segway… or else, I’m out. I’m
not stupid. Come on, now!!
Lesson #2 – People
aren’t racist anymore. WE LIVE IN A PUCKIN’ MELTING POT!! Once you
insult your mark, it’s over. Regardless of whether or not I choose to meet with
you or not, it was all for my entertainment, to be honest. I lost some time
because of it, he got nothing out of it, but I got a good story to tell and
writing material.
Lesson #3 – People
aren’t nice. I am the nicest and most friendly person you will ever
meet. Telling me I’m “narrow-minded” and not “bright” to my face is just asking
for a tongue lashing. I carry Mace for that reason. So, I can save my breath
and just spray away. I also carry a beating stick for my protection from the
creeps the pyramid sends to me. So, be forewarned… there are meaner people out
there than me… and they WILL not care how sad your creep’s story was.
As I wished for him, I hope you don’t get hurt.
On a more serious note...
RIP and my condolences to everyone who lost someone recently and attended their funeral this weekend. Death is never an easy thing to get over and handle as a teen or as an adult... Be sure to remember the experiences you shared... and Love every moment of your life, live life to the fullest, and lose no time worrying about what can be... My prayers are with you and your family.
