Hey DBro - how's the online dating going?
I am waiting for a guy to call me. If I had his number/email, I'd just contact him. But, as it is, I have to wait until he contacts me. I hate waiting.
do you know where he lives?
can you go lay down in front of his door?
that's usually effective
I don't! I'm very frustrated.
Frustration? You want to hear about frustration? I finally meet a girl with whom I've had a very pleasant online flirtation for months, and she is totally uninterested in the real life me. So, of course, I'm a little down about that not working out, but that's just the beginning.
This friday I go out on a date with a new girl from an internet dating site. Just what the doctor ordered, right? WRONG! This girl almost immediately decides she doesn't like me, and is rude enough to actually start a twenty minute conversation with the two guys sitting next to us at the restaurant. That is the first time I've had a woman treat me with such a complete lack of respect like that. I joined in the conversation for awhile, trying to make the best of it, but then I started to feel a little bit like an outsider, since she was not responding to me at all, but only to them. I felt like getting up at that point and just sneaking out on her, but I didn't. I should have. That night was a real kick in the stomach.
I must be giving off some kind of bad vibe...I believe that the stink of desperation, boredom, or maybe just plain bitterness is on me. How do I get it off? Is there some kind of soap or ointment I can buy for this?
Aw, kicky, I'm sorry for my part.
Don't be sorry. I should have known that I could never live up to the supercool Kickycan version of me in real life. But it's not that big a deal, really. I'm just wondering what the hell happened to me. I used to be so much better at this dating stuff. I mean, I was no Don Juan, but I wasn't being **** on, either.
I'm surprised, actually, that I don't feel a lot worse, the way things are going lately.
kickycan wrote:Frustration? You want to hear about frustration? I finally meet a girl with whom I've had a very pleasant online flirtation for months, and she is totally uninterested in the real life me. So, of course, I'm a little down about that not working out, but that's just the beginning.
This friday I go out on a date with a new girl from an internet dating site. Just what the doctor ordered, right? WRONG! This girl almost immediately decides she doesn't like me, and is rude enough to actually start a twenty minute conversation with the two guys sitting next to us at the restaurant. That is the first time I've had a woman treat me with such a complete lack of respect like that. I joined in the conversation for awhile, trying to make the best of it, but then I started to feel a little bit like an outsider, since she was not responding to me at all, but only to them. I felt like getting up at that point and just sneaking out on her, but I didnt.
Oh dear kicky....had you actually walked out on that
LOSER, I would have personally walked all the way to NYC and shook your hand and bought you all the drinks you could want. No one, no one should ever do what that female, with absolutely NO class whatsoever, did to you. She is a disgrace to women everywhere. No wonder you guys have such a hard time dating. Is this the norm for dating these days?
Lady J, I agree with you. She was a major--instead of the colorful, much more vulgar term that I'd like to use, I'll go with yours--LOSER.
But I don't think it's the norm for dating. I think it's just that there are certain morons out there who think it's okay to do stuff like that. I had to run across one eventually.
That's the way I've decided to look at it, at least.
That's a good attitude to adopt, kicky. Maybe I just took her actions a bit too personal myself since it was
our kicky she was dissing.
You've still got all the charm and suave you've always had. Some morons just don't know how to appreciate a wonderful thing when they have it.
Eh, what's the big deal. See how you feel at sixty three...
<That should cheer you up!>
I'm not kidding, actually. There seems to be some propellant for people to hook up eternally by 21, 30, 40 - with the just right person.
At my stage of the game, I sit in amazement that anyone can get along for any amount of time except for needing the sex, and, at the same time, am totally understanding of how people can, through mutual every day dealing that builds and builds into working love. Contradictory view in my own mind.
Few are so blessed, or lucky, to engage fully and well over a day, a week, much less decades. People who are persnickety and idiosyncratic run into problems meeting someone they can make it with. But when it works, and it can work quickly and when it does, it works well.
Don't feel like the lone ranger. From my view, there's a whole batch of people out there treading water with their mates, or, gurgle, drowning.
It is true that the net has changed a lot. My wife and I found each other on-line four years ago. She was one of my first on-line contacts and we clicked almost instantaneously. I travelled to meet her and check if she was indeed the person I met on-line and, upon finding that she was for real, I married her on the spot! (The best impulsive decision I ever made, and I am generally not a split-second person at all)
For the past few years, my wife has been scouring the net for a suitable suitor for her younger sisters (who are, I daresay, quite pretty and 20 - 23 years old), but it seems like these days there are only stupid old geezers looking for a green leaf, or macho North-Africans looking to get laid inhabiting the dating sites. Nobody is serious anymore, except perhaps for the traffickers. Or perhaps the girls are simply too young, because most men in their age range are not considering settling down yet.
So you see, it's not only the aged and desperate, but even the young and beautiful, who have a hard time finding a mate on-line (not that it is much of a comfort, but there you are).
meeting endless numbers of random people on the net just for sex makes me feel exactly how terribly pointless life is imo. i mean you meet someone and you have sex and then you do it with the 4 million other people on the site where is the meaning?
Omeron - you are missing the point. Most people are looking for love and someone to share their life with. I think the majority of people want to find that special person that might not live in the same town, city or even country thay they do. Sure there are some creeps and perverts in our universe, but the people speaking here are just looking to make a love connection. The only depressing thing about that is the fact that finding the right person is not so easy to do.
Internet dating didn't exist when I was "on the market". I did put an ad in The New York Review of Books and met a number of interesting men. My only really rude date was a guy who whipped out a book of photos showing him posed with with various sexy model types (nothing sexual). Throughout our coffee he kept telling me how he only dates models (I was not then nor now a model). He was nice looking, but nothing I would want to throw my panties at, so assumed it was hello and good-bye. At the end of our meeting he says "Hey I'm tired of dating all these great looking women, how about we have dinner Saturday?" - I was a little taken back by his statement, but I told him I only dated men with manners and I didn't think it would work out for us.
I did consider compiling a book about dating experiences (mine and other people's) and awhile ago posted a thread asking for bad date stories
thats exactly what i mean. its depressing going through thousands of dates with different people hoping youi'll find the "right" one. and being a slut in the mean time. thats what is depressing.
Kicky, you should have ran a tab up on that bitch and then taken off on her. Then you would have a funny story to tell out of an otherwise bad experience.
Didn't you guys exchange pictures first, then talk on the phone? Only reason I can see someone being that cold is if she had no idea what you looked like, or never talked to you. You're right though, there's ALL kinds of morons out there. That sucks though. Oh well, just keep trolling those cheerleading chat rooms, you'll come through.
Yeah, we did exchange pictures, and I actually tried to call her once or twice before, but she was never home, and instead of calling me back, she just wrote me and said, "let's meet this friday".
Trust me, I thought about leaving. The problem was that I had come directly from work and I had my stupid gym bag with me. I had no way to hide it, so it would have been tough to just walk out without her noticing.
My luck's gotta change soon though, right?
