The douche who will call a random phone number on the internet and sing to you Mariah Carey (Voicemail Attached!!)



To say I am happy about this is an understatement.  I have been giggling my ass off all day recalling his crazy Mariah Carey message.  I’m not sure what I did to deserve this, but he decided to delight me with a new f*cked up VM message.  THANK YOU!!

Some context: my VM greeting is of a giggly girl talking about painting her nails, and that she can’t come to the phone.  It’s awful, but it’s good for coercing crazy-assholes into leaving messages. So yea, he starts his message off by clowning it.  Then launches into some other profanity laced-nonsense.  It’s really pretty hot.  Ladies, let me know if you’re looking for his number.

So um, when I received this VM, I was hanging out with a new contributor to the blog, who will be announced very soon. (She’s uber-hilarious at messing with dudes on okcupid and facebook.  Props.  I actually met her on OKCupid in November and she played a HUGE role in the concept of this site, and inspired me to create it.  I’m so psyched to introduce everyone to her.)  Anyhow, what I was talking about: We actually called this guy, and recorded it.  I am still deciding how I want to proceed with it.  The conversation was one of the most awkward calls I’ve ever heard.  Maybe stay-tuned for a highlight reel of that conversation, after I wrap my head around it.


New Voicemail post!!

Sketchy Photographer Douche (with bonus voicemail)

I’m going to be real for a moment here:  I created this blog as an elaborate social experiment to see what it would be like to be an attractive female on an online dating site (weird I know).  I’ve had several friends complain about the dudes they encountered in real life and with online dating so I wanted to observe what they were talking about.

Well, the majority of messages I’ve received have been outlandishly HILARIOUS.  I’ve been having frequent asthma attacks reading the douchey messages in my inbox.

But then I have this correspondence.  I am nauseated.  I am so pissed off.  What in the f*ck?!

This dude is scum of the earth.  He deserves a slap in the face, with my foot.

photographerHere is the awkward voicemail he left me:

F*ck this guy.  If only my paypal account were untraceable I’d ask for upfront payment on my services, and then disappear.