I responded to a Craigslist personal ad titled “Buy Me A Drink” and this is how the exchange went:
TheXYGhost: Do you take PayPal, Bitcoin, Apple Pay?
Her: I’m not a hooker, asshole.
TheXYGhost: Good. Now tell me, how many drinks should a man buy you on the first date?
Her: If the man is you, zero. I’m not interested.
TheXYGhost: I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about your dream man, Prince Charming. How many drinks does he have to buy you before you decide he’s charming enough for you?
Do a lot of men jump through hoops and kiss your ass? If so, you’re a wimp magnet.
Her: You’re a creep. Leave me alone.
TheXYGhost: I’m stupid, you’re smart. I’m just trying to learn. Answer my questions and I’ll disappear. Give me some truth and I’ll even help you stock up on rum or vodka, your pick, delivered straight to you.
Her: (Never replied)
I’m devastated.
