"What happened to Trey Songs?" A few of you have asked.
Well, you know, at the start things were really promising. I totally adored everything about Trey, well I didn't know him that well so it only makes sense that I would adore his exterior; the height, the beard, the voice, the laugh, the shoulders...
And things were so good, I was even almost willing to give up baby boy for Trey! Almost.
Barely a week after we met, this one time we were talking and the strangest thing happened. You know, he was all "you're a Queen, you're so beautiful, I swear I want you" and while in the same gear went to "my life sucks, my job sucks, my salary sucks, I'm drowning in debt, I'm not even sure how I'll pay my rent, I wish I had more money" and I swear I was fucking confused.
Was he confiding in me as a friend or was he telling me as a benefactor?
I chose to go with the former. I empathized with him and said some meaningless niceties like it is well, God will make a way, it will pass, it's only temporary, it's the economy, it's not just you, bla bla.
Well Trey varnished shortly after and reappeared yesterday and this time he grabbed the bull by the horn. "Hello Thelma, my love, I hope you're good. I need you to help me with some cash. I could pay you back in January, if you insist".
Actually it's not funny but should I cry?
Just like this other guy I met a few months ago. I think I wrote about him here. Shortly after we met he called me early one morning and was talking fast fast. According to him he was in Abuja and had booked a flight on-hold online and the flight was that morning but for some reason he couldn't pay and he needed to get to Lagos that morning by all means! And it's business class and he needs to tidy up a few other things too so can I help him with 150k and he would return it first thing the next morning.
I was stunned, I'd met the guy just once and all the other times we spoke it was to tell me how much he liked me amd wanted to "get to know me". Mind you, unlike Trey who's 30 this guy is about 40.
I told him I was sorry, I didn't have 150k to spare. He said it was okay. But then at 11am he called back to say he still hadn't paid for his flight and if I could help him with 100k. I said no. "Ok, can you spare 50? I would downgrade my ticket to economy", he said.
I'm sorry, I really don't have!
He said it was okay and hung up. By 6pm he called me to ask me if I could give him 20k. At this point I was irritated. I told him I didn't have.
He called in another hour to ask if I could spare 10k. Still no. "Even 5k?" he asked. No sir, I no get!
And I marvelled at how he priced it like garri. How did he go from asking me for 150k in the morning to 5k in the evening?
Honestly, if these guys weren't so well packaged, expensive clothes and shoes, expensive car even, and didn't give me the "I like you" speech, I would be more inclined to give.
I've not even told you guys about that flirt who asked if we could go spend a weekend in Ghana, on me! 😳😳😳
I dunno, I guess I look really rich. And maybe being single, over 30 and rich equals DESPERATE. Desperate enough to pay for male companionship and affection.
Well, this brings me to now.
About an hour ago I was at the tollgate, driving, music playing, singing at the top of my voice and dancing in my seat like no one else existed, when I felt eyes on me. I turned to my left and saw the cutest guy ever staring at me and smiling. He was so cute I wasn't even sure it was me he was smiling at, I had to look at the car on my right to check. I looked back and he waved. My heart melted.
But I immediately faced my front, put my shades on and stopped singing.
Because next week Mr Cute Face Lexus Jeep might send me his account details and ask me to "please do something".
I'm having drinks at Double 4 and waiting to see a movie #CurrentSituation. I'm looking damn cute, if I say so myself, but with every knowing male gaze that meets my eyes I shrivel up like a prune, I'm too scared to flirt back. Not at all in a hurry for another "I'm sorry I don't have" conversation.
But really, should this be a deal breaker? A guy you've just met who's expressed (romantic) interest in you, asking you for money or monetary favours? Deal breaker or nah?