A virgin entry to the online dating game
After a bit of persuasion from dear old Innocent, I finally decided to take the plunge and enter the murky world of online dating. Despite the drought in my love life, there was a bit of resistance on my part. For some reason, I had the idea that it just shouted of desperation and I didn’t think I’d reached that stage yet (sorry to all the people I’ve just offended!). But thanks to a bit of cajoling from Innocent, and also hearing about his happy experiences, I thought what the hell I’ve got nothing to lose, it sounds like a laugh, and I’m sure worse things have happened at sea (sea-sickness, ice burgs, mutiny’s...).
So after carefully choosing which website would be the lucky recipient of my profile, I just had to write the darn thing. Now, I found this no easy task. How can you say in a minimum of 20 words that you’re actually quite nice and not some desperate bunny-boiling sex-depraved freak?!
With the profile agonisingly written, the next step was to select a photo that hid the multiple chins, yet also made me look stunningly beautiful. I don’t really have that many photos to choose from. I actually prefer to take pictures rather than pose for them. But despite this I managed to narrow it down to two photos (admittedly I only had around 5 worthy ones to choose from). So there was no other option but to post both photos to my profile and sit back and wait for all the emails to flood in.
Note to self: Try to see photo before agreeing to blinde date.
This did not happen as expected. My profile had been live for less than 24 hours (my photo’s hadn’t even been approved), when I received my first response. Getting all excited, I eagerly opened the email to discover that it was from a 51 year old who lived in my home town. Ok, I thought to myself, even though he’s way out of my preferred age range don’t reject him straight away, he could be a George Clooney/Pierce Brosnan type of a guy.
No. He was neither. Not even close. Not wanting or meaning to cause offence to anyone, he was a vastly obese ginger-haired computer geek, who I soon discovered was also quite desperate. A week later he sent another email introducing himself again. Not being completely heartless I sent a thanks but no thanks email.
Unfortunately things don’t seem to have improved much beyond that. I’ve had two further emails, which haven’t exactly rocked my world – One from a male nurse (am I the right orientation for this guy, or do I just look slightly masculine?!) and one from a lonely widower (can I really cope with this guys emotional baggage as well as my own?! I only want a bit of fun after all).
So, it looks like it’s back to the drawing board with the profile (any helpful hints on writing a stunning profile would be greatly appreciated!). Either that or I just unleash my profile on another website... Or just give up completely...
Answers on a postcard to the usual address.
Today I am mostly listening to: John Legend - Lets get lifted
Today I am really lusting after some iced lemon Earl Grey tea. Does anyone know where I can get some?!
So after carefully choosing which website would be the lucky recipient of my profile, I just had to write the darn thing. Now, I found this no easy task. How can you say in a minimum of 20 words that you’re actually quite nice and not some desperate bunny-boiling sex-depraved freak?!
With the profile agonisingly written, the next step was to select a photo that hid the multiple chins, yet also made me look stunningly beautiful. I don’t really have that many photos to choose from. I actually prefer to take pictures rather than pose for them. But despite this I managed to narrow it down to two photos (admittedly I only had around 5 worthy ones to choose from). So there was no other option but to post both photos to my profile and sit back and wait for all the emails to flood in.
Note to self: Try to see photo before agreeing to blinde date.
This did not happen as expected. My profile had been live for less than 24 hours (my photo’s hadn’t even been approved), when I received my first response. Getting all excited, I eagerly opened the email to discover that it was from a 51 year old who lived in my home town. Ok, I thought to myself, even though he’s way out of my preferred age range don’t reject him straight away, he could be a George Clooney/Pierce Brosnan type of a guy.
No. He was neither. Not even close. Not wanting or meaning to cause offence to anyone, he was a vastly obese ginger-haired computer geek, who I soon discovered was also quite desperate. A week later he sent another email introducing himself again. Not being completely heartless I sent a thanks but no thanks email.
Unfortunately things don’t seem to have improved much beyond that. I’ve had two further emails, which haven’t exactly rocked my world – One from a male nurse (am I the right orientation for this guy, or do I just look slightly masculine?!) and one from a lonely widower (can I really cope with this guys emotional baggage as well as my own?! I only want a bit of fun after all).
So, it looks like it’s back to the drawing board with the profile (any helpful hints on writing a stunning profile would be greatly appreciated!). Either that or I just unleash my profile on another website... Or just give up completely...
Answers on a postcard to the usual address.
Today I am mostly listening to: John Legend - Lets get lifted
Today I am really lusting after some iced lemon Earl Grey tea. Does anyone know where I can get some?!
Come join me on my Web site of choice... much more choice out there.
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Innocent Bystander |
Sat Jul 16, 06:29:00 pm BST