These
are my personal accounts of online dating and why I might be giving up on it
forever. If you find yourself in this blog, it’s not purely coincidental. It’s
because you scare me, and you’re one of the reasons I’m not sure if dating is
even worth it anymore.
I
created a few profiles on some dating sites a while back, and I’ve been seeing
what’s out there - big mistake! The
first encounter I had with a crazy woman online was in the form of what people
are calling cougars now. She was older than my mom, and she messaged me about a
casual encounter. I didn’t respond.
That didn’t stop her from sending a follow up message, though. Honestly, where
do these women come from? Why don’t you date someone your own age? Now I have
this jaded view of old people. Every time I go to Wal-Mart, I have to wonder if
the greeter is checking me out. It’s crazy.
The
second came in the form of an actual date. I met this single girl who seemed to
want all the same things as me. On paper, we were perfect for each other. Then
we actually met. She was gorgeous. In fact, she was the prettiest girl I’ve
ever been on a date with. I learned on that date that looks aren’t everything.
This woman literally didn’t put together one sentence throughout the date. It was
the most awkward experience of my life. Now, I’m not saying it was my best
night either, but come on! I, at least, spoke.
The
third experience was truly strange. I read this girl’s profile, and she seemed
absolutely perfect. I don’t want to say too much about her, but let’s just
leave it at this. She seemed like the sweetest human being on earth, but I
learned that she had some weird fetishes . . . like wanting to cut people . . .
I was scared away, and I seriously had to start questioning how I keep finding
these people.
The
fourth experience came with a girl who told me that she wanted a relationship
but that she was asexual. I’m familiar with the term, but if you’re not
attracted to men or women, that might just be a problem for me. I mean, a woman
with no interest in anything physical would be weird for me if things ever got
serious. I feel for her, but once again, how do I keep finding these people?
Here’s
the last one, and it takes the cake. I got a message from what appeared to be a
normal looking woman who’s profile implied that she was very sweet. Upon
further investigation, I found that she was really a he . . . or used to be . .
. I’m not quite sure which it was because I never did understand all the
details, but once again, I was scared away.
Here’s
the point of all this. I created some profiles to do an experiment, and what I
found was absolutely terrifying. Girls, please tell me you’re not all
pedophiles, mute, former men, and ready to cut me as soon as we enter the
bedroom. I mean, come on! If that’s all that’s out there, then I’m staying
safely indoors at all times. I think I might be done with online dating. If
anyone knows a nice girl who wants a real relationship, then let me know. I
only have a few requests. She must be able to speak, be attracted to men, not
be old enough to be my mother, refrain from cutting me, as hard as it might be,
and most importantly, have been a woman for her entire life. I can’t stress
that last one enough. Well, the knife thing, too. I definitely don’t want someone
cutting me.
So
there you have it. It’s safe to say that my online dating days are over. Here’s
to meeting the opposite sex in the real world in a very public location so they
can’t cut you and only after you have done a thorough background check to make
sure they were never a man.
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