We begin this evening’s episode by learning that Nev has 1200 unread emails in his inbox. Yes, 1200 people are involved in a “bizarre online romance” and have become so frustrated with their progress that they have resorted to sending this Catfish guy an email begging for assistance. This is only my humble opinion, but perhaps if it’s THAT frustrating and THAT difficult to make heads or tails of your online love, this isn’t the person for you. Just sayin. But I guess 1200 people can’t be wrong. Can they?
Nev settles on an email from Jasmine, who has been chatting with a guy named Mike for two years. Jasmine has a nine month old son (so I guess Mike was around through conception, pregnancy, birth, etc.) and Mike has kids too, so he totally understands Jasmine. I also have a child, but don’t understand Jasmine as well. They’ve never been able to meet up, which is odd because they only live 15 minutes apart. Also, they’ve only talked on the phone a couple of times, so their relationship is mostly via text message. Wow. Oh and Mike is a modeling producer so he travels a lot. So far this seems completely legitimate. No red flags anywhere in sight. What seems to be the problem, Jasmine?
“And how can I help you find the beauty within?”
Oh, she wants to meet Mike in person. And the only way that will happen across those several prohibitive miles is if a camera crew is involved. Nev and Max are immediately intrigued. This Mike guy is clearly hiding something. Let’s get to Atlanta and find out if he’s still hanging with his baby mama or what.
When we meet Jasmine in person Nev asks her what is so special about Mike. Jasmine says that he’s really funny and he’s a good listener. And by that she means that he responds promptly to her text messages. I’m not kidding – that’s how she defines “good listener.”
“Sometimes you just need someone who REALLY listens.”
Also, Mike is independent and takes care of his kids. Jasmine hopes he will be the man who loves her for who she is and shows her what a real man is like. For starters I would venture to guess that real men will drive 15 minutes to see their women up close and personal. But I’ve never been a modeling producer and had to deal with all that travel.
Nev takes a look at Mike’s Facebook page. His occupation is listed as “Model Coordintator at Government Central Model School.”
So he misspelled his own title and apparently there is a school for aspiring models being run by our government. Sounds promising, no? Also, Jasmine has asked Mike for photos besides the ones on his Facebook page, but all he sends her are the ones from his Facebook page.
“Sending you a classic… again.”