My Tinder Date was a low key Hobbyist

[BTBear]

I'm so drunk. I'll try to keep grammar in check.

So I broke up with the girl I was talking to in DC last night. Got a hotel. And because I was stupid, I decided to dust off the old tinder profile. Because lets face it, WHAT THE HELL COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS. Inviting a stranger to drinks at your hotel.

So she shows up, 3 suitcase bags in hand and insisted on taking a taxi. And well, I thought nothing of it, because it was tinder, and I wantd to f $$ck. We go to dinner. She orders the most expensive appetizers instead of a real meal. BEATS AND OCTOPUS. LIKE, WHO ORDERS BEATS AS AN APPETITZWER. Well, things are greatwe drink, she tells me all kinda weird stories, no knowing that I'm not an diidot and realise her stories are bullshit but she had nice titties so I was thinking with something else. Hella expensive check later, its time to finish and go back to my room.

THEN we go back to my room, and thing get weird. She doesn't want to kiss, but wants to shower together. Then we get in bed and she's cool, but when things start heating up she asks for the Christmas presents. Me feigning innocent I ask, "what kind presents?" She tells me, lets live together, fly my ass home with you, or go to the ATM. She even qouted herself at $400.00. And SHE was dfintiely not 400 worth. Maybe 250, but definitely not 400.

Life has taught me the value of being careful. Because after she starts mentioning Christmas presents, she gets up and gets on her phone for a while. Spidey senses tingling, and no knowing who's on the other end. I decided that it was time for me to plan an escape. (wallet and phone are always locked in hotel safe.) SOOO she keeps hammering me. And I finally say, I don't ahve any presents on me, but I will go to the hotel ATM. Then she wants to follow me. And I know what I'm about to do so I say, "Stay here, I'll be back. ".

Well, then my drunk ass has to go to the lobby and the poor receptionists asks if she can help me. Knowing I need this woman out my room, I just say " I think my tinder date is prostitute. " Welll, that became a 40 minute ordeal, complete with room changes and my ass being completely drunk and embarrassed in a lobby. Security escorted her away, she cussed several of them out, including the hotel manager. But, I'd say, stay with a particular red letter chain in the future if you are looking for a classy hotel (not red roof inn).

And before you say I shouldn't have dimed her out. I was about 90% certain she wasn't police, but I was about 100% certain that it wasn't a good situation. I could have paid outright for something upfront than dealt with that. I got too much to lose to go to jail in DC. Metro area.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good hobby.

Situations like this is why Charlie Sheen saw so many escorts. They know why they are there and you pay them to leave when you're done.

A Tinder woman who isn't a pro, thinks her pussy is worth a lot of money. A Pro sets the price and things are good.

[Cincyman513]

Glad you made it out of that Tinder date nightmare intact with minimal collateral damage.

I just feel bad for all why'all who didn't experience the glory years of AOL chat rooms from about 1995 to 2000. During those years, it was HELLA easy to flirty chat women in your local area and have a high success rate of meeting them in person for some naughty fun. To be sure, you still had to do the work to get accurate photos and other 411 info. On them before meeting, and of course some of them lied about photos, age, intentions, etc. But overall, between 1995 and 2000 I met over 100 girls / women using those AOL chat rooms and about 75% of those meetings resulted in BBBJ's and sex and even a couple long-term relationships and friendships.

I think America Online was so good for meeting women because it was pretty much the only game in town as far as online contacts with strangers. There was other chat options like ICQ at the time but they didn't have any organized way to find local women in your area. And those free CDs that AOL shipped out by the millions really helped build up their membership very quickly. I was living in a small town in the late 90's and I was still able to find girls to fuck within 30 min. Of me on any given night. Truly a God-send for a horny single guy like me who didn't enjoy picking up chicks at the bars.

It was a fabulous and amazing run. Thanks for the memory TMeister.

CM513.

[TMeister]

Glad you made it out of that Tinder date nightmare intact with minimal collateral damage.

I just feel bad for all why'all who didn't experience the glory years of AOL chat rooms from about 1995 to 2000. During those years, it was HELLA easy to flirty chat women in your local area and have a high success rate of meeting them in person for some naughty fun. To be sure, you still had to do the work to get accurate photos and other 411 info. On them before meeting, and of course some of them lied about photos, age, intentions, etc. But overall, between 1995 and 2000 I met over 100 girls / women using those AOL chat rooms and about 75% of those meetings resulted in BBBJ's and sex and even a couple long-term relationships and friendships.

I think America Online was so good for meeting women because it was pretty much the only game in town as far as online contacts with strangers. There was other chat options like ICQ at the time but they didn't have any organized way to find local women in your area. And those free CDs that AOL shipped out by the millions really helped build up their membership very quickly. I was living in a small town in the late 90's and I was still able to find girls to fuck within 30 min. Of me on any given night. Truly a God-send for a horny single guy like me who didn't enjoy picking up chicks at the bars.

[Member #6431]

So to save me some time trying to find this hottie, what's her Tinder Handle? Thanks.

Tinder is location based app so you're safe in Cinci. Though, she wanted be to buy her a plane ticket and move her to me here.

And after 5 calls and several angry texts she isn't on my tinder anymore. I wonder why she would delete me.

[TheGenteelMan]

I'm so drunk. I'll try to keep grammar in check.

So I broke up with the girl I was talking to in DC last night. Got a hotel. And because I was stupid, I decided to dust off the old tinder profile. Because lets face it, WHAT THE HELL COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS. Inviting a stranger to drinks at your hotel.

So she shows up, 3 suitcase bags in hand and insisted on taking a taxi. And well, I thought nothing of it, because it was tinder, and I wantd to f $$ck. We go to dinner. She orders the most expensive appetizers instead of a real meal. BEATS AND OCTOPUS. LIKE, WHO ORDERS BEATS AS AN APPETITZWER. Well, things are greatwe drink, she tells me all kinda weird stories, no knowing that I'm not an diidot and realise her stories are bullshit but she had nice titties so I was thinking with something else. Hella expensive check later, its time to finish and gthat it wasn't a good situation. I could have paid outright for something upfront than dealt with that. I got too much to lose to go to jail in DC. Metro area.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good hobby.

So to save me some time trying to find this hottie, what's her Tinder Handle? Thanks.

[RogerOver]

I'm so drunk. I'll try to keep grammar in check.

So I broke up with the girl I was talking to in DC last night. Got a hotel. And because I was stupid, I decided to dust off the old tinder profile. Because lets face it, WHAT THE HELL COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS. Inviting a stranger to drinks at your hotel.

So she shows up, 3 suitcase bags in hand and insisted on taking a taxi. And well, I thought nothing of it, because it was tinder, and I wantd to f $$ck. We go to dinner. She orders the most expensive appetizers instead of a real meal. BEATS AND OCTOPUS. LIKE, WHO ORDERS BEATS AS AN APPETITZWER. Well, things are greatwe drink, she tells me all kinda weird stories, no knowing that I'm not an diidot and realise her stories are bullshit but she had nice titties so I was thinking with something else. Hella expensive check later, its time to finish and go back to my room.

THEN we go back to my room, and thing get weird. She doesn't want to kiss, but wants to shower together. Then we get in bed and she's cool, but when things start heating up she asks for the Christmas presents. Me feigning innocent I ask, "what kind presents?" She tells me, lets live together, fly my ass home with you, or go to the ATM. She even qouted herself at $400.00. And SHE was dfintiely not 400 worth. Maybe 250, but definitely not 400.

Life has taught me the value of being careful. Because after she starts mentioning Christmas presents, she gets up and gets on her phone for a while. Spidey senses tingling, and no knowing who's on the other end. I decided that it was time for me to plan an escape. (wallet and phone are always locked in hotel safe.) SOOO she keeps hammering me. And I finally say, I don't ahve any presents on me, but I will go to the hotel ATM. Then she wants to follow me. And I know what I'm about to do so I say, "Stay here, I'll be back. ".

Well, then my drunk ass has to go to the lobby and the poor receptionists asks if she can help me. Knowing I need this woman out my room, I just say " I think my tinder date is prostitute. " Welll, that became a 40 minute ordeal, complete with room changes and my ass being completely drunk and embarrassed in a lobby. Security escorted her away, she cussed several of them out, including the hotel manager. But, I'd say, stay with a particular red letter chain in the future if you are looking for a classy hotel (not red roof inn).

And before you say I shouldn't have dimed her out. I was about 90% certain she wasn't police, but I was about 100% certain that it wasn't a good situation. I could have paid outright for something upfront than dealt with that. I got too much to lose to go to jail in DC. Metro area.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good hobby.

That's awesome! Thanks for sharing. Mele Kalikimaka to you too brother.

[DaytonSteve]

Wow, sounds like that could have easily gone sideways. I think you did 100% the right thing. Glad to be reading the story here with a happy ending and not on the news. I've never done tinder, is this a common thing on there?

[Member #6431]

I'm so drunk. I'll try to keep grammar in check.

So I broke up with the girl I was talking to in DC last night. Got a hotel. And because I was stupid, I decided to dust off the old tinder profile. Because lets face it, WHAT THE HELL COULD GO WRONG WITH THIS. Inviting a stranger to drinks at your hotel.

So she shows up, 3 suitcase bags in hand and insisted on taking a taxi. And well, I thought nothing of it, because it was tinder, and I wantd to f $$ck. We go to dinner. She orders the most expensive appetizers instead of a real meal. BEATS AND OCTOPUS. LIKE, WHO ORDERS BEATS AS AN APPETITZWER. Well, things are greatwe drink, she tells me all kinda weird stories, no knowing that I'm not an diidot and realise her stories are bullshit but she had nice titties so I was thinking with something else. Hella expensive check later, its time to finish and go back to my room.

THEN we go back to my room, and thing get weird. She doesn't want to kiss, but wants to shower together. Then we get in bed and she's cool, but when things start heating up she asks for the Christmas presents. Me feigning innocent I ask, "what kind presents?" She tells me, lets live together, fly my ass home with you, or go to the ATM. She even qouted herself at $400.00. And SHE was dfintiely not 400 worth. Maybe 250, but definitely not 400.

Life has taught me the value of being careful. Because after she starts mentioning Christmas presents, she gets up and gets on her phone for a while. Spidey senses tingling, and no knowing who's on the other end. I decided that it was time for me to plan an escape. (wallet and phone are always locked in hotel safe.) SOOO she keeps hammering me. And I finally say, I don't ahve any presents on me, but I will go to the hotel ATM. Then she wants to follow me. And I know what I'm about to do so I say, "Stay here, I'll be back. ".

Well, then my drunk ass has to go to the lobby and the poor receptionists asks if she can help me. Knowing I need this woman out my room, I just say " I think my tinder date is prostitute. " Welll, that became a 40 minute ordeal, complete with room changes and my ass being completely drunk and embarrassed in a lobby. Security escorted her away, she cussed several of them out, including the hotel manager. But, I'd say, stay with a particular red letter chain in the future if you are looking for a classy hotel (not red roof inn).

And before you say I shouldn't have dimed her out. I was about 90% certain she wasn't police, but I was about 100% certain that it wasn't a good situation. I could have paid outright for something upfront than dealt with that. I got too much to lose to go to jail in DC. Metro area.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good hobby.