I had a date last night from one of the dating apps. We had been talking off and on for a couple months due to holidays, snow, the rise in Covid and each of us being gone on trips. We agreed to meet at a bar (cough, cough) and he would take me to my favorite fish place “if we clicked” (another cough). He was not a bad guy… just boring as fuck. We never did go for fish, although he said we could…I just said I was fine and let’s not fight the crowds and the long line for fish place. After discussing his parents, his siblings, his adult child and mine, his work, his dog and its digestive issues, we moved around to bad dates from the app and how the app works and interactions on it…. We traded phones and took a look behind the scenes on each other’s profiles. After roughly 2 months on the app, I had 933 “likes” unmatched and he had 0 “likes” unmatched after being on a year. (Note: The “likes” go away after you match with them.) The 933 I did not choose to match with just didn’t spark an interest… I’m just choosy I guess. Scrolling through the conversations, he was in conversation with about 50 and I was with 3. Keep in mind, this was a good-looking guy with a decent profile and even had a picture of him with a celebrity – you would think he would get more attention. Every time I set up a profile on an app, if feels like a feeding frenzy… this is proof that it really is, and the experience of men and women may be very different.
So, we spent two hours talking… me with my sparking water (it’s what I like) and him with his double gin and tonics. We won’t be seeing each other again. I did not feel a spark or any interest. Through our interaction he now feels comfortable walking around his house naked (I’ve never seen it) because we have discussed the pros of nakedness over the course of our long conversation history (Yes, in the dating app world talking to a person for 6-8 weeks is a long time) and he has been eased over that hurdle (and quite proud of himself about it too – LOL). I kept my pants on… which is good. Although sex is so important to me in a relationship… and if the sex is good enough, I will overlook a whole lot… another date ending with me unfed (and unsatisfied on multiple levels) and going home to make some food.
I am in conversation with someone else, whom I have not met, who has already decided I should be his wife (cough, cough, cough). On multiple occasions already he wants to talk about us getting married. I’m not sure what game this is… He has stated that I am perfect wife material for him, and he is ready to commit to me. I keep saying we should wait on that decision until we have met in person – LOL.
I am off to do grocery deliveries… Sunday is a big day for that. I will most likely work 12-14 hours. I sure would rather ride my bike and read my book… its a pretty day.