Loyal readers will know well of my dabbles with online dating.
Last week I had a typical online dating experience. To be honest I didn’t really want to go on it, I knew I didn’t like him all that much but my friends convinced me that I can’t wait around for the guy you fancy to decide he really fancies you back.
We met for a drink after work. To start with he admits he was always late to everything and incapable of being on time. He therefore continually interrupted me halfway through conversation with unrelated things. He seemed uninterested in what I had to say, but was interested in making some rather racist comments about South Africans.
The next 45 minutes dragged on and I found myself wishing I was anywhere else but there. The icing on the cake was when he admitted that he frequently checked out 15 years old girls (this was the point where I heard Hawkeye’s voice telling me that only weirdo’s go online)
It was such a relief to get home, drink chocolate milk and watch DVD’s. Online dating is such a horrific experience and I’ve come to realise, in a small town like this one that the people on there are single for a reason.
Frequently you hear stories about how people met the love of their lives on the internet. In fact, one of my old friends met her current live-in-boyfriend via Facebook. I however have had no such luck.
Lots of online conversations, 3 dates (this one by far the worst, seconded by the guy who turned out to be about a foot and a half shorter than me) and many blogs later I think that perhaps this online business has had its day for me.
Sigh.
I'm inclined to agree about the online dating scene. It is weird. However, you seem to meet the worst out there. At least my dates only talk about themselves, which doesn't shred my hope in the other gender too much (just a tiny bit). If I would have been you, after those dates, I would immediately question the hope for mankind to survive after our parents' generation.
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