Out of pure boredom, I put up a Craigslist ad this past weekend. I had no intention of actually hooking-up – I just felt bored and lonely and wanted to see how many responses I would get. It was sort of an ego stroke to get me motivated to start dating, I guess.

I received several responses, about 10% were of interest. One guy was a married guy who’s wife was out shopping for the afternoon and he wanted to kill time. Another was a visitor to the Seattle area, probably married as well, in his early 30s wanting to get off. Also, the Rock-N-Roll Marathon was happening and I noticed one ad that was posted: 38 y/o Married White Male, looking for a quick release after the race. Interesting ads. In any given moment, the ads online exhibit such lust and desperation; it’s all very entertaining!

Anyway, back to my ad, I received several responses, but decided to just flirt. One guy named “JD” was so interested in me, he begged to text me and wanted to send me explicit photos of himself. Hey, to each their own, right? I’m not into sexting at all. There was a time and age where I probably would have enjoyed it immensely, but I usually find it tiresome.

JD, however, begged and begged and begged for my mobile number. Being the skeptic that I am and distrustful of guys who I just met online, I setup my Textfree account and gave him my “fake” mobile number to text. So he started texting me and seemed quite interesting.

JD’s Stats:

• 36 y/o White guy
• Texting me from Akron, Ohio
• Lives with his elderly parents who are in their 80s
• HWP – around 5’10”
• Very cute, if not, handsome face. (I wonder why he can’t find a guy? Oh yeah, he’s in Ohio.)
• 3rd Grade School Teacher
• Not technically savvy at all! (A huge turn off for me.)
• Totally into me. Or else just horny as hell and wanting to get off.

So, I think I find JD physically attractive and if he was in the same city as me, I would hang out with him and probably go out for drinks. BUT he’s hundreds of miles away from me! On top of that, he’s still in the closet. As curious as I am to find out more about him and learn about his closeted existence, I realized that this would be an investment of my time and my emotions. I genuinely care about any guy I invest time in whether its for conversation or for a hook-up.

Since this gentleman is in Ohio, the investment to get to know him would prove unfruitful since I can’t even go over and hang out with him; or even make out with him. What’s the value of that! Zero.

Part of me is curious though. I wonder how a cute guy like this continues to live in the closet. It must be a frustrating place to be. I can only imagine the desperation and loneliness living that way. For that, my nurturing behavior wants to rescue him and save him. I want to bring him into the fold of gayness and have him celebrate amongst all the openly gay men of the world!

But I don’t have the time or energy to invest in this one. Someone else in Ohio will have to be his savior. I am in the process of trying to save myself.

It’s too bad really. Because he is damn cute.