Guy # 2

Ok, this is the one you've been waiting on.  Guy # 2.  This guy contacted me first and as I mentioned, according to his pic and profile was ok in the looks department; was supposed to be educated; but couldn't spell worth spit.  We e-mailed for several days and it just about drove me nuts!  I was forever correcting his spelling and grammar (in my mind). 
After several days of attempting to read his e-mails, he asked me to call  him and gave me his number (I did not give out mine).  After another two or three days, I thought, ok not everyone can spell and I really shouldn't hold that against him so I decided to call while on my lunch break. 
When he answered the phone, I identified myself and stated that we had been e-mailing. He seemed somewhat confused for a second before realizing who I was.  After making the mental connection (his) he asked me "do you cook?"  I was somewhat taken aback and didn't answer right away - so he asked again.  I replied that no, I didn't do much cooking anymore unless my children asked for something special.  I lived alone and so I didn't take the time to cook.  He stated that he was "looking for someone who knew how to cook".  So I said ok, I do know how to cook and that seafood gumbo was my speciality.  To which he replied, "I don't eat seafood - that is some nasty stuff".  (first strike against him- or maybe we are up to 3 already and I'm being generous.)
Are you ready for more?  Well, he commenced to tell me that he was not looking for someone who was looking for a 24/7 kind of guy - the woman he was looking for had to understand that he just couldn't be there every minute she needed something.  She needed to be able to look out for herself; that he wasn't a handyman.  (I just about laughed in his face). 
I very nicely told him that I basically took care of myself and that if there was something I couldn't handle I had family who would take care of anything I needed.
At this point, I was wondering how to get off the phone - "what the heck was this guy thinking?"  I told him I had arrived back at the office and needed to go.  As I sat there in a kind of shock, I couldn't decide if I should laugh or I didn't know what.
The next day I had an e-mail from him.  "Call me back; don't stop now!" 
The man is certifiable.  Needless to say I am glad I did not give out my phone number and no, I did not call him back.  I didn't even e-mail him again.
I wonder if he ever questioned what he had done wrong - probably not.

Then there is guy # 3 - the biker dude...