It all started one day in mid-October. I had decided I was ready to get back out into the dating world. It had been almost a year since I got out of my 4 and a half year relationship and I was finally ready to make a new friend.
I chose Plenty of Fish (POF), OkCupid and Zoosk as my outlets. They were free, have iPhone apps, and frankly I don’t have the extra cash laying around to pay to find a mate. Now came the tricky part, making my profiles.
Due to lack of photos of just me I had to succumb to taking a selfie or two, which came out cute, I made sure to show off my assets just a bit . Meaning my beautiful eyes of course ;). I answered all the tedious questions; A self summary, what I am doing with my life, my likes and dislikes, ideal date etc. I realized how much I a) hate writing about myself and b) I don’t really know what my ideal date is, it is much easier for me to tell you my least ideal date. So with all pictures and info up it was time to sit back and wait for a message or two.
Well let me tell you, those messages came in, and fast. But frankly 9 out of 10 messages were from guys I wouldn’t even take a first look at. Now I know I am no supermodel but I do have standards and a type. I don’t like short men or obese men, and as much as they love me, I am not really into men of different races, even when incredibly hot. I like tall, slender or athletic men who have a job. Having a job and an education will most likely get you a message back.
Which brings me to my theory that online dating is like catalog shopping and increasing how picky I am. For instance, I have come to the conclusion that I can not date a Taurus. And 5’11 does not count for tall in my book.
So back to the messages. As gratifying and ego boosting the “hey sexy” and other sexual messages are, a nice “hello” is always a winner in my book. In fact, it will more than likely get you a message back. But this is where it gets tricky. Some courters proceed with a lovely, getting to know you conversation which may lead to the exchange of telephone numbers, others proceed with mild chit chat and then a dick pic, and others cut straight to the point and start the crude sexual conversations (my favorite being “I want to fuck the nerd out of you”).
If we start off with a nice conversation and have mutual interest the courter moves on to the next round, phone number exchange. Now even at this stage it can turn to the bad side. [Side note: Guys, there is nothing hot about you sending me a picture of your dick, dicks are not pretty]. But if the conversation continues to flow and there is a vested interest, well then take me out on a date!!
This November, I’ll spend a day working on a volunteer project for U.S. military veterans. It’ll be myself, a few friends and some veterans working side by side. It turns out I can invite three more volunteers, and each of them can bring a guest. We’ll work hard on the project and share a meal afterward, and when we go our separate ways, we’ll know we’ve accomplished something great together. Click here for more info.