As I am newly single again (until Elle finds me an appropriate pomegranate) I have been thinking about some dating adventures and misadventures. Elle knows that her readers have little to no interesting in the former, so here are a couple of tastes of the latter.
My S.O.P. for online dating was to always have a phone conversation before meeting up. For the millennials, that means that I would call the girl on the phone instead of texting her. I would speak words to her and she would do the same to me. I felt it was a good filter or time saver and there were at least two occasions where I ended the phone call without making a date.
After making a connection on JDate, and the attendant instant messaging, I asked for a phone number so as to call the young lady and have one of those conversation thingies. She politely refused and said she prefers to simply meet up. The yellow flag that was immediately raised was overcome by my boredom and curiosity. Further, she lived really close to me so I could walk to the bar to meet her for a drink.
Now, I wish I could remember her name or anything interesting about her, but I cannot. I might blame my poor memory or the fact that this happened years and years ago, but I think it had more to do with that there just was not a lot TO remember about this girl. What I do remember was that she and I were so clearly repulsed by each other and within about 3 minutes of meeting up. There was technically nothing wrong with her: seemingly intelligent, attractive enough, etc. However, the conversation was painfully slow and boring. The only thing I can remember about her was that she was on the board of her condo association. Now, you ask why I remember this? Well it was a highly recurring topic for her, as I think she was trying to impress me with her important position. Why was she repulsed by me? ...hard to say.
We got through a very painful drink and there was not even a glimmer of a second one. She offered to pay for her drink but the 7 or 8 dollars it was going to cost me was FAR less costly than another 5 minutes with her while we would wait for a check. I stood up, did not even give her a hug or a handshake, and happily watched her walk out (actually, I didn't even watch). After a half-hearted attempt to get the waitress's phone number I vowed to always have a phone conversation before a date. Unfortunately, times have changed and texting is the preferred method now. However, what do people think about bringing back the phone call? Can we save ourselves some time?