One day I met this guy online way before I get into a serious relationship with the love of my life. This was my first time trying online dating. So I meet this guy online, we started talking and one day decide to meet in person, me being me, I told my besties friend and ask her to come with me, which she did. We choose to meet this guy in the store on 69th street. Mind you; I was looking cute with a long cute dress. When we walked into the store, I was looking for a handsome, tall, dark skin brother with a six-pack, yeah, I know. Lord was I wrong, this man I was looking at in front of me is not the picture online, and the voice I was hearing was not the voice on the phone. I did what every 22year older woman do, I turn to my friend and look at her, like bitch, what the heck is this. I turn my phone on, look at the picture on his profits, and look at him and look at the image back at him. I did it so often that my friend was getting tired of me; going back and forth, she walked to the guy standing around looking confuses as heck. Let call my friend Lisa; she introduces herself, " Hello, I am Lisa; how are you? Did you wait long? He was looking worst than before. So my friend was like, oh sorry, it not me you are waiting for but my friend, she over there if you would like to come with me. In my heart, I was like, Lord, what did I get myself into because the picture doesn't look anything like him. He looks tall in the photo, but in person, he was shortest than me, and Lord knows I am not that tall at all. I am not the kind of person who likes be to lie to, and I am standing looking at this short ass man and looking at my friend like, please help me, I don't want to talk to him, but it was too late they were already walking toward me. I didn't want to walk away to make things look awarded, so I did this fake smile, the forceful kind of smile. Like hi, how are you nice to meet you and all that comes afterward. After the self-introduction, he looks at me like, oh, you look like your picture, like fuck yeah, who will I look like? The Virgin Mary or your mother? That what I was thinking but didn't say it out loud if you know what I mean. Why do guys have to lie about who they look like or post a fake picture of someone less? I was pissed off, but I let it go because I didn't want to embarrass him. I let it go and went with the flows; what got me was when I was looking at this shoe, I wasn't going to ask him to buy the shoe, like dude we just met, I am not a gold digger, I am taking care of my affairs. I pick the shoe, and my friend got one; as we walk to the register to pay for the shoe, he was walking at the door. After we paid for the shoe, I was done with him, like I wasn't going to ask him to pay for my shoe. As we walk out of the store, he was standing on the side of the store, and he gets the nerve to tell me, you girls like to spend money. I was going to tell him about himself, but my friend stops me before I can say anything. After that, I told my friend, like I can't do this anymore. I want to go back home; he overhears us talking about going home and transportation. He was like; I have to go; he didn't ask if we need a ride or anything like that. I didn't care anymore; I just wanted him goes, by, see you never, and while you at it, please don't call me never. After that, I never try online dating again.