Online Dating: The End

End Key T Al Nakib

It’s been a marvellous experience in social sciences, really. From the agony of writing the profile, to the messaging, and of course the dates. I’ve met some nice people, even though it’s unlikely I’ll meet any of them again. And there were the others...

The guy who asked me whether I preferred stocking or tights, and told me I was being a prude when I told him that was none of his business. Then there was the one who called me ageist and went off on a major rant when I told him he was just a bit too old for me. I was contacted by my ex via the on-line dating site (let’s not even go there, it was mad).

Went out on a few dates with a guy who then as good as vanished into thin air - I mean, goodbye might have been nice, although to be honest, we probably both kind of lost interest. Let’s not forget the one who kept on messaging but never really wanted to meet up and finally admitted he got cold feet, or the one that would only go on a date if I told him my dress size - like that was going to happen. Then, of course, there are the outdated profiles, to say nothing of the outdated photographs. Outdated or even someone else’s entirely, I’ve seen them all. I’ve encountered those who turned out to be a lot less single then they said and those who lied about their age. (To be fair, I have it on good authority that the girls are just as bad as the boys.)

I was even told I needed professional help to get my profile sorted (at quite a hefty fee) since I clearly did not take the whole thing seriously enough.

I read through profile after profile, starting to apply some very random criteria to accept people. I saw profiles that read exactly the same, but were from different people. And above all, I learned that I just don’t have the patience for this, and find the whole business of tagging and winking just a wee bit too juvenile. To top it all off, it makes me feel desperate, which is as far from the truth as you could possibly get.

On the upside, I’ve met some interesting people, and had random, enjoyable, conversations about cross-dressing and ideal relationships, and I would certainly not say it was a waste of time.

But the thing is, I like meeting people and having chats with random strangers in public places. So when I got chatted up by a cabbie, I happily agreed to go on a date with him. Not because I desperately want to be in a relationship, but because we'd already been chatting about random things for almost 30 minutes, we were having fun, and he was cute. We spent a few fun evenings together and I still see him every now and then. It’s certainly done my confidence a load of good, but it has also made me realise that on-line dating is just not for me. I’d rather risk it in the real world.

One of my friends reminded me, “What’s for you won’t go by you", and I realised that it’s time for me to sign off. I’ll take my chances and see where life takes me without spending too much time in front of a computer.