I find myself in my early thirties and finding it virtually impossible to meet anyone remotely interesting to go out on a date with.
I am not sure if people really even date anymore because I have not been on a so-called date in a while (not telling you how long just in case that person may be reading this blog). But, I do have a lot of experience weeding through different possibilities and websites looking for Mr. Right. People always tell me that I will find this magical creature (similar to a unicorn) when I least expect it and am not looking. The problem with this is that they follow up the last statement with “Have you tried online dating?” which presents an inherent problem with those two sentences suggested to me back to back. How will I meet someone when I least expect it, not look for him but search online dating profiles? Hmmmmm……
I am not just going to sit in the corner and give up so I look on dating sites but each time I open my online dating inbox a little piece of me keels over. My inbox is filled with men searching for women so much younger than them. It is gross, I do not date people my fathers age. Ok? I had a man tell me that most women my age are looking for men in their late 40’s or 50’s. I wonder what type of women constitute “most” and where he gets his research information? Gold diggers or women with daddy issues are not characteristics I use to describe myself.
Next, there are men who post pictures clearly taken circa 1985, which further supports my first point and then brings up the question of why they don’t have anything more recent? Do they live in a dungeon and never go out with friends, let alone a woman? This is strange because everywhere we go now, there are opportunities to take pictures. You know, if you venture out of your home and go to any public establishment that provides some sort of entertainment has a photographer, over eager picture taking friend, or even a photo booth. If you don’t go out at least you must celebrate birthdays, anniversaries, or dog marriages? There are people taking pictures there too. Where are yours?
The picture that could double as a mugshot makes me think possibly he is a felon? It is never attractive and should never be used anywhere besides the county jail or America’s Most Wanted.
In addition to the monstrosities of pictures loaded on men’s profiles are the men who write diatribes and are convinced by my vanilla answers on my profile and pictures that we are meant to be together. This same man sounds as if he would be planning our wedding, the name of our first born child, and the nursing home we would grow old together in while telling people how we met online. Chill. Take it slow and easy guys. A nice little comment about the fact that I am sporty or that I enjoy rock music is a perfect starting point.
If we are lucky to get past the pictures and the creepy creepers emails, we can then place a bet that the guy would prefer to have email correspondence for weeks and weeks than talk on the phone. I am not getting any younger and am not looking for a pen pal. So, why do the majority of men give me their phone number? If you don’t have the nerve to ask for my number, then we are not a match. If you do ask for my number and not call I think you are collecting phone numbers in a jar. If you get the number and just continue to text without every picking up the phone, I have no way of knowing if you are Pee Wee Herman on the other end of my horrible Verizon IOS update.
Technology is fantastic for some things but it has killed my dating life.
What ever happened to someone introducing you through a mutual friend? That sounds very promising right now. So, if you have someone for me, I am all ears. He must love dogs.