I was puttering around on a social media platform when I got a message out of the blue from a guy I had one date with on a dating app.

Former Date: “So, there you go, oh.”

Me: “Uh, what?”

Former Date: “Can’t make a wife out of a…”

Former Date: “Finish it. You know the answer.”

Me: “…out of a person you met once on a dating app who isn’t interested in you because you creeped her out and made her feel like she was going to end up on a Netflix true crime documentary? Is that the answer?”

Former Date: “That’s not the answer, and that was totally uncalled for.”

Me: “Oh, so, that was uncalled for, but implying I was a slur for a promiscuous woman was perfectly reasonable, huh?”

Former Date: “They’re just song lyrics.”

Me: “That you used to try to shame and insult me. Try to market your personality; it’s perfect birth control.”

Then, I blocked him. Maybe I’m just happier and better off being single if that’s what is swimming around in the dating pool.