Things are not going awesome in the world of online dating, at least for me.
I've had a few go nowhere texters.
I did meet one guy the other night.
I was sure that I would be the one to politely decline a second date, as in my opinion I was 100% dating down, but he gave me the heave ho via email the next day.
Sure, it was two hours and $4.75 of my time, but it's shaken my ability to read people.
It has also called in to question my high opinion of myself. Perhaps I am not as awesome as I think I am. Or, even worse, perhaps my personality does NOT outweigh other less stellar attributes.
Tonight, I'm supposed to be meeting Junior. I call him Junior because he is 5 years young and 3 inches shorter than what I consider my minimums. But, he's persistent, and we've had some fun via email. A little concerned we are meeting without having even exchanged phone numbers yet. Stranger still that the meeting is likely to occur at either my house or his. This is only because our first meeting plan is to have an incredibly competitive game of Scrabble. Sure, I could get murdered, or disappear, BUT if I do go to his place, it will be proof to me that he is not married.
I may be way too naive for this whole Internet dating thing. My biggest concern is this:
My friends are so fantastic, and do not lie to me. I do not lie, in fact, one of my faults is being way too honest way too much of the time. I'm finding out through this Internet trial by fire that I assume everyone is as honest as my friends and I are, all of the time. I need to stop doing that. It's not doing me any good, not in this area, at least.
So, this is more of a rant than a post. But it's all that's in my head right now.
17 comments:
Post again soon, so we know it wasn't the worst.
And good luck to you!
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If I might make a suggestion, it seems to me that your expectations are the (only) problem.
The idea behind dating is you have to kiss a lot of frogs. The point of internet dating is to increase the volume of frogs - to almost randomly mix metaphors, when panning for gold you do best when you start with a LOT of mud. To speak statistically, you are more likely to get good results with a large sample size. Et and cetera.
So anyway, the point is THE SYSTEM IS WORKING. You are meeting people and none of them are Mr. Right yet. Here's the bad news - it may take a hundred or two - you may NEVER find Mr. Right.
But go in understanding that you're just meeting someone you wouldn't have met otherwise, having conversations you weren't going to have, doing things you might not otherwise do, or even know TO do, and, if it's on your agenda, getting laid now and then.
Altogether a positive set of outcomes - just don't expect anything more, no matter what any of the frogs say...
May the force be with you, Von!
wv is "zatingu". Maybe that's the problem. People are supposed to be zating you, not dating you... whatever zating is. I'll assume it's even better.
That's all well and good, Von and good luck and all, but there are SERIOUS THINGS to discuss:
WALKING DEAD IN 3 DAYS. Facebook says "New Losses"
Also, is Clay a bit of an MF on Sons? Everybody is playing secrets now.
These days, the only guy I like anymore is Wayne, and HE'S DYIN!!
Perhaps I am not as awesome as I think I am.
Don't be silly.
Von is so awesome that the Universe conspired to keep her from Lincoln Hall last week, because the combined awesome of Von and the Mekons in one place would have terminated all of existence.
because our first meeting plan is to have an incredibly competitive game of Scrabble.
leave the firearms at home.
If I'm not careful, this could go all stone-head-shaped.
So, this is more of a rant than a post.
If you read my blog, you know that I am unable to tell the difference.
Tell Junior that the zombies are on your side. It will either freak him the fuck out, in which case good riddance, or he will find it amusing and/or intriguing.
Don't use Zombie in Scrabble, as it is now a proper noun.
Update: Junior cancelled. Whatever. I'm giving these two sites until I leave for Boston, then quitting them.
Mikey - I think everyone is allowed to have some standards. Mine are few: Not married nor living in parents' basement; employed; has driver's license; I prefer a certain age and heigh min, but don't rule out those that don't meet it. Not having standards reeks of desperation.
I stayed home and read last night. I looked around and said 'This might be it for me' shrugged, and went back to reading. I don't really want to be alone forever, but if that's my lot, so be it. I can't do much to change that. At least the book I'm reading is good.
Update: Junior cancelled
His excuse had better be good!
Three grasping kids, a mortgage, and an idiot dog. That's something to
shoot for.
And at least you've got a good book.
I think ZRM attempting to deliver an unsolicited stone head is a little out of line due to the thrust of this post.
Oops. I posted on the wrong post. :)
Like I said... a long day.
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