Remember me? The one who was adamant after a few months that this whole online dating lark was never going to amount to anything? That it was an interesting experience, but really not for her? Yeah, I remember her too, but I may have to revise my opinion just ever so slightly.
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...
Research done by a Dutch dating site came up with some interesting points. Apparently, on a first date, men prefer women to be dressed casual rather than in a revealing outfit. I’m not sure whether this might be a Dutch thing, but it did make me wonder. What should you wear on a first date?
After the few dates that started out pretty OK but never turned into affairs to remember, I’m contemplating whether or not this whole online dating thing is for me. But, after a few chats with random friends, I decide to persist. If only I could say it was successful....
Some time ago, I dated someone for a little while. And although he pleaded a little, we parted company, and I never expected to hear from him again. So when I got home one night and found a new message in my mail box, it never occurred to me it might be from him.
Admittedly, there are many frogs to be kissed when dating, online or not. But just as I was starting to think that nothing remotely interesting would come my way, I receive a message. From a 59-year-old cross dresser.
It had to happen one day. One of my best friends got married to the guy she met via an on-line dating site.
Remember that time I boldly winked back? It resulted in a message. A very short one, but a message never the less. A few more go back and forth, he asks me if I would call him, and he gives me his number. Mild panic. Obviously I had not thought that far ahead.
It’s heating up a bit at the moment. I sent a few messages, nothing exciting, and then another wink arrived. Still particularly unsure what to do with winks (and secretly thinking it might just be a bit juvenile, even for me), I recalled the previous experience.
While in the shower this morning I had a thought. (I know, bit early for that type of kafuffle, but I surprise myself sometimes.) At what point do you share details with a potential online date?