After I sorted through each wink, interest and email I was shocked to discover there were only a few guys worth considering in the end. What the heck, I stared out with hundreds of men who have indicated some level of interest in me and I was down to a few? Either I was being EXTREMLY picky or, the guys on this website sucked! I settled on maybe there was some combination of both. So, I took a deep breath and proclaimed to myself I will take it upon myself to send an email to a few guys I found interesting. The hard part was trying not to judge a book by it’s cover, this is virtually impossible since everyone has a picture of themselves on their profile and I couldn’t help but see the picture and think to myself…guy with cell phone, standing in front of what- is that really a toilet behind you??? -pass, guy with his arm around some girl in the picture-pass (granted it could be his sister but still, is it necessary to use THAT pic as your main one?) Guy proudly displaying some sort of version of the I’m a super cool, badass peace sign (thumbs up, cowabunga, etc…) PASS PASS PASS! After those were weeded out (this is starting to feel a lot like work!) I had to review dozen’s of men’s wordy profile content, I get it-you like sports, and very surprisingly reading-after 100’s of the same profile over and over again I started to feel like a hiring supervisor feels when they inevitably get hundreds of wordy repetitive cover letters. After about ten I was like uh huh, blah blah blah. I didn’t like the insensitive route that this was heading, was it so much to ask that I just wanted a profile to stand out from the rest? Do not for a second think I didn’t realize most men probably had similar feelings about my profile. I made a mental note to jazz mine up a little. Once I had ruled out all tmen guilty of being both extremlpy boring and cheesy to the point of no return, you could start to see why I was only down to a couple of potential dates. I figured since it took me all night to find these guys, I might as well take the liberty of shooting the chosen ones a very intriguing and witty email. After I sent a few I crossed my fingers and sincerely hoped I was not about to be rejected by men from a dating website-my self-esteem was seriously on the line here!
Lesson learned: After sorting through many a men’s online pictures and profiles, putting on your beer goggles and heading out to the closest sports bar to snag a date starts seeming like a brilliant plan!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Post #1: When online dating sounds like god’s greatest invention, it’s time to stop drinking!
Here I am, in my mid to late 20’s and about to put myself out there…and by out there I mean where else but the good ole Internet. Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t have even have let Internet dating cross my mind but society has gotten the best of me and these weren’t normal circumstances!
It all started a few weeks ago…
I had just closed on my condo, no small feat I might add. It had been almost 6 months in the making and I was primed and ready to celebrate. In celebration of the 4th of July holiday and maybe just one too many red, white and blueienis, I was in the midst of what I call my “single-girl mantra.” The all too familiar, and constantly repetitive discussion of defending my single status and declaring to bystanders that yes, someday I might have children, and no I had not found “the one” when it was suggested to me in my slightly intoxicated stage that I should sign-up for a well known dating website. In that moment it sounded absolutely fantastic. I mean, how could having thousands of potentially attractive and available men bombarding you with email after email of ego building compliments NOT sounds like a good idea? So, I took my slightly altered state of mind to the closest computer, gave myself a cutesy screen name and it was official, I was now a member of the Internet dating world!
That was yesterday, something that always seems to escape you after your 5th or 6th drink is: things ALWAYS seem like such a good idea when you have a little alcohol boost. The problem is, these websites don’t just let you try these things out for free. Noooo, imagine my astonishment when I realized that not only had I set up an account, a picture, and decidedly admitted that on liked “long walks on the beach” but I had paid for 3 loooooooooong months of Internet torture (I have absolutely no recollection of ANY preliminary account setting up, so OK maybe it was more like 5-6 Bellini’s-don’t judge, I was celebrating after all!) Plus, I have a very strong feeling that I was not the primary account setting upper. Come on, long walks on the beach, who says that anyway???? This information I had unknowing put out there to all of the World Wide Web had warranted me 64 new “winks” winks you say, what the heck is that???? It is unfortunately EXACTLY what it sounds like! A boy thinks your 1 inch by 1 inch internet cell phone shot is super sexy and likes your views on politics and religion, so as a sign of passive aggressive appreciation, he sends you over a lil “wink”. Oh man, I am thinking it’s 1) going to be a VERY long three months and 2) I need to get a new email account A SAP!
So, what exactly am I trying to accomplish here by detailing my online dating experiences(and dating in general) for anyone to observe? Well, I have decided I am going to make the best of it and keep the rest of the world informed Sex and the City style (although, I am not claiming to be half as entertaining as Samantha, or even Miranda for that matter!) I have made the decision that it’s time for a little me time. By that I mean, during the next 3 months I am going to selectively go out with 8 of those so called winkers (or possible wankers but dates end!) I will post a date summary and some updates on these fellows. This will serve a few purposes, not only will I be able to get some feedback on these 8 dates and potentially find someone it actually might just work out with, I will hopefully remain able to live to tell about it (if I don’t have another post within a week or so make sure to call the cops ASAP ; )
So, if you have any interest in the internet dating world or have ever gone on a date yourself, follow along-as it will hopefully be three very interesting months!
Lesson learned: Internet winking is extremely creepy, no scratch that-ANY and ALL winking is extremely creepy!
It all started a few weeks ago…
I had just closed on my condo, no small feat I might add. It had been almost 6 months in the making and I was primed and ready to celebrate. In celebration of the 4th of July holiday and maybe just one too many red, white and blueienis, I was in the midst of what I call my “single-girl mantra.” The all too familiar, and constantly repetitive discussion of defending my single status and declaring to bystanders that yes, someday I might have children, and no I had not found “the one” when it was suggested to me in my slightly intoxicated stage that I should sign-up for a well known dating website. In that moment it sounded absolutely fantastic. I mean, how could having thousands of potentially attractive and available men bombarding you with email after email of ego building compliments NOT sounds like a good idea? So, I took my slightly altered state of mind to the closest computer, gave myself a cutesy screen name and it was official, I was now a member of the Internet dating world!
That was yesterday, something that always seems to escape you after your 5th or 6th drink is: things ALWAYS seem like such a good idea when you have a little alcohol boost. The problem is, these websites don’t just let you try these things out for free. Noooo, imagine my astonishment when I realized that not only had I set up an account, a picture, and decidedly admitted that on liked “long walks on the beach” but I had paid for 3 loooooooooong months of Internet torture (I have absolutely no recollection of ANY preliminary account setting up, so OK maybe it was more like 5-6 Bellini’s-don’t judge, I was celebrating after all!) Plus, I have a very strong feeling that I was not the primary account setting upper. Come on, long walks on the beach, who says that anyway???? This information I had unknowing put out there to all of the World Wide Web had warranted me 64 new “winks” winks you say, what the heck is that???? It is unfortunately EXACTLY what it sounds like! A boy thinks your 1 inch by 1 inch internet cell phone shot is super sexy and likes your views on politics and religion, so as a sign of passive aggressive appreciation, he sends you over a lil “wink”. Oh man, I am thinking it’s 1) going to be a VERY long three months and 2) I need to get a new email account A SAP!
So, what exactly am I trying to accomplish here by detailing my online dating experiences(and dating in general) for anyone to observe? Well, I have decided I am going to make the best of it and keep the rest of the world informed Sex and the City style (although, I am not claiming to be half as entertaining as Samantha, or even Miranda for that matter!) I have made the decision that it’s time for a little me time. By that I mean, during the next 3 months I am going to selectively go out with 8 of those so called winkers (or possible wankers but dates end!) I will post a date summary and some updates on these fellows. This will serve a few purposes, not only will I be able to get some feedback on these 8 dates and potentially find someone it actually might just work out with, I will hopefully remain able to live to tell about it (if I don’t have another post within a week or so make sure to call the cops ASAP ; )
So, if you have any interest in the internet dating world or have ever gone on a date yourself, follow along-as it will hopefully be three very interesting months!
Lesson learned: Internet winking is extremely creepy, no scratch that-ANY and ALL winking is extremely creepy!
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