This is what happened: Despite my friends' and my workmates' disbelief and downright contempt, I had to try internet dating. I started by posting my own profile and then continued by browsing through men's. At first, it seemed very exciting but to be honest, very few of them really caught my fancy. There was always something wrong with them. Either they couldn't spell words correctly or they were just plain and stupid. Usually both.
Pretty soon I started receiving messages from men. I had to turn down a few family guys in their fourties "looking for an adventure" (not my cup of tea), and some hopeless romantics who were looking for "the one" (come on, it's blind dating after all!). Then eventually I came across a few nice ones that I got in touch with.
The first date was boring. The picture he had sent me didn't reveal his receding hairline and after the first drinks I was already thinking: "Can I go home now?". Obviously I had to give him another chance (=one more drink) but I still didn't have anything in common with someone who could only think of traveling to either a) London or b) Ibiza because he had only ever been to a) London and b) Ibiza. That's when the last trace of hope flew out of the window.
With the second one I made the classic mistake of writing too many emails with him before meeting him. We started chatting and he was so much fun I was totally in love with him before we had even met. He had a crush on me too, so we agreed to meet as soon as possible just so we could find out in real life that we didn't fancy each other at all.
Our date was nice and he was just as fun as I had imagined. His sister had actually groomed him for the date because she liked my blog(!) and he was very stylish. We had a good time but I got a feeling he was more interested in getting drunk than getting to know me. We agreed to meet again but that was like two months ago. I could definitely be friends with him but neither of us seems to have the time and I'm not too bothered to make an effort.
The third date was really sweet. He was smart and easy to be with but there just wasn't anything else there. "No bio-chemistry," my brother summarised it. He really wanted to meet again and I agreed (I said no first but why-oh-why did I have to get so soft that I finally said yes?!) but I've managed to avoid the second date thus far. I reckon there won't be any.
I had already grown tired of all the dating when I saw number four's profile. He had written exactly the same things I had, he listened to all the same music and, as we later found out, we even had the same birthday! I had to meet him!
He was smart and we had a good time but then he started making fun of me and anything I said. When I pointed out it wasn't very polite he said: "I wouldn't do that if I didn't know you were so smart". WTF?! Since when have you been rude to people just because they're smart?! He was also whining about walking out in the rain, then insisted getting a cab and eventually left me paying for it. What a twat! Bygone.
So that's my brief yet very interesting history of internet dating. Not much to tell about to my grandchildren. Oh well, at least I tried.
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Congrats on trying anyway. That´s farther than I have gotten this far. I´ve been thinking about. But then, I suppose the guys on the internet are just about as (un)interesting as the guys I see in real life, so...it probably isn´t worth it.. Good post though! :-)
Maybe you should give No.4 another chance. No one likes getting wet and he might want to pay for the next cab.
I found mine on a blog, not a dating site....that seemed to work!
But i totally know what you mean with all of them! Been there a few times.
Although i think No 4 might be worth another shot - perhaps he was poking fun becasue he was a bit nervous, not because he really is that rude...
Unfortunately i have a feeling that maybe number 4 wont be all that interested ;)
Besides if he was like that on the 1st date what will he be like when you really get to know him and he stops the "being on best behaviour for dates routine" and relaxes and becomes himself? If he is like that on a 1st date what will he be like after a few months, years? You seem to have pretty good taste in men so go with your instincts :)
Don't give up! Cupid is a wicked, playful god. He may surprise you when you least suspect; he may ambush you when you're not looking.
Every time I go on another blind date, I tell myself, "This is just another sit-com episode." It helps--to a certain extent.
evalinn, thanks! ;) I suppose you're right. Nice to see you here again.
Gorilla B., he might but I'm not sure if I can be arsed to find out.
Pinkie, yeah I quite fancy Mr. Gorilla, Joliet Jake maybe (I think he has a girlfriend though) and some others. The problem is they are a bit far away IRL.
Daniel, yeah that's what I thought. My gut tells me to stay away from him.
Kenneth, hahaa, that's what it's like. Luckily I didn't have high expectations to start with!
Is it my picture you like, Aku? Many women are attracted to my big, hairy gaze. I have actually met 7 bloggers who have commented on my site. Maybe you'll be No. 8!
gb, yeah I think it's the hair that I find so attractive. I'd love to be number eight. I'll come and meet you in the zoo (or is it so that those days are gone?)
I was never in the zoo! But you'd be welcome to share a coconut with me if you're ever in my neck of the jungle. More info available at gorilla_bananas@yahoo.com.
Maybe number 4 made fun of you like school boys do. . .always poking fun at the girl they like. But letting you pay for taxi? BIG no no!
Well done for trying!
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