I joined Black People Meet hoping to make a connection. One day I logged on and had a message from a man reading, “We look good together. Call me. 704*** ****.” With the mess I had dealt with before hand, I was ready to call him and tell him where to get off. In his pics, he was not drop dead gorgeous but had a sex appeal and confidence that came across. I called and the conversation was good. We didn’t talk about sex or hooking up or anything like that.
We talked about being parents and our businesses and what we were hoping to happen when we joined the site. About our third conversation, he started telling me that he had me saved in his phone as wifey. He felt that we could be and do great things together. Then he told me he played in the NBA for the Milwaukee Bucks. I let him know that I was not phased by the admission or that he may have been famous. I was more into who he is now and how we move from this point.
So I decided that I would drive to NC to see him. He told me that he wanted to go back with me to GA. He wanted me to meet his family and the people and businesses who sponsor his basketball camps. I said ok. Of course, I was nervous but not giddy. I was hoping that all he said was true about us working together to help children and making this a big company/venture. I came prepared with my presentation and some of the work that I do. When I got out of my car, I was soooo disappointed. Miles Clarke is a joke. He is strung out on drugs and looks like he is homeless. He had an odor and needed a bath. His teeth are messed up. He actually bet me 500 dollars that I would tell him he looked good. I felt bad for him.
I gave him a ride back to Augusta, GA. We stayed the night at the Partridge Inn. No sex. He tried to cuddle but I pushed him away. He was offended and told me not to let my pride mess me up and miss out on a great opportunity. Then he flashed his championship ring from NCCU when he was named MVP. He proceeded to tell me don’t forget I’m the mvp champion. I just looked at him with pity. Then I told him that I was tired of men who hated the life they lived and wanted improvement. Don’t ask for a woman of a certain caliber then try to make her like every other woman you slept with.
When we got to the hotel, he did shower for like an hour. He just stayed in there forever. The next morning he got up and put on the same stinky clothes he had on previously. His excuse was that he wanted to wash my car before he put on his shirt and tie to go meet with his sponsors. LIE!! He kept them on. All I can say is with all that happened and the way he fidgeted and scratched and couldn’t sit still. He never actually sat still and held a decent conversation the whole time we were together. He even met with his first sponsor smelly and nasty. I couldn’t let him use me to have these people hand over cash to him like the first guy did.
Before we could even get to the second sponsor I cussed him out and kicked him out my car. He tried to disrespect me for the last time and I lost it. He called me stupid because I told him that old black and white newspaper articles dated from 2 yrs ago should not be what he shows to the sponsors who help him every year. He should look presentable, have color photos and testimonials or video of the children the money has helped. He called me stupid and low level and I didn’t know what I was talking about. He’s been doing this for 17 yrs and these people know him. He didn’t have to do it like that. I said if they know you then why do you have a copy of an article written on you and your basketball career. They already know that. They need to see where their money is going.
He said my ideas were crap and I pulled over and asked him where I needed to drop him off. Then he popped of some other mess and just said get out of my car and call a cab. I’m done! He said I was ghetto and cut throat. He couldn’t believe I was talking to him like that and gonna put him out my car. I said, “There’s a $1000 worth of tires on this car that I paid for. Not just the rims…the tires. It’s paid for on my own dime not from a sponsor or having a man do it for me. I can go shopping right now and fill my truck if I want to based on my own merits. My bills are paid. As a matter of fact, I drove to pick you up and never asked for a dime. I even offered to feed your broke down ass. So before you will sit in here and disrespect me, you will get the hell out!” He just sat and looked at me like he couldn’t believe I told The Miles Clarke to step. Whatever! He asked me nicely to drop him off at his sisters house and I did that. I hope that dude never dials my number again.
FYI…If you want a real woman in your life, don’t treat her like you treated the others. Make sure you are ready for what you ask for. Some women aren’t phased by celebrity and titles. We just really want the man and who he is today. Don’t let what you used to be and how women treated you before mess you up. And for anyone sponsoring children through any foundation overseen by Miles Clarke, find another way to do it. I saw first hand that this dude is using cash given to him directly to live off of. He has nothing and his drug habit has taken away what probably was a great man. Thanks
Note from Kissy- I did a Google search on him. Michael’s NBA career was so long ago that the only photos that come up of him are in black and white… Nuff Said.. Also J Netta you should also never be the one to do the traveling out of your city to see a man on the first date if you have to foot the bill.. If a man really wants to see you and is worth anything he will book you a flight or book one to come see you.. Other then that, this was hilarious!