The dating pool is full. Some men in the dating pool are also full. Of themselves. Snark.
I started dating. Ugh. Don’t ask me why, but I felt compelled to create an online profile! That was the most overwhelming thing I’ve ever done. OK, maybe not the most. But it was up there. And seeing *his* face again and again on that first night made me wonder what the heck was I doing!
Was it too soon? Does creating a profile on an online dating site signify that I’ve given up on trying to find the one? What does it mean? And when I think of my lifestyle, I really have to wonder – how can I meet someone? I work. And I play roller derby. My work has me surrounded by web developers, and do I really want to date someone I’ve met through work?
The thought alone makes me shudder, just as I never dated anyone from my school I don’t think I want to date someone from work. And the time spent at roller derby, well we all know who that puts me in contact with – not dating material. And it’s the same thing as work – do I want to date someone who’s involved with my league?
No. I don’t.
Do I want to hit the bars and drag a barfly back home? Oh no. That I don’t want to do.
So… I went online. Within 24 hours of creating my profile I was getting hounded by over two dozen men. Maybe more? Some even offered to send me sexy pictures of themselves “just to see if they would fit.” I reviewed and made serious changes to my profile. Somehow telling the world I wasn’t immediately interested in anything serious translated into “send me dick pics please.”
That brings out the ultimate question: what am I looking for?
The Plenty of Fish experience so far has been… interesting. I’ve met four different men. Had I said yes to every offer, I’d still be meeting and trying to fit them in my calendar! My profile has been in hiding for two weeks now. I just can’t deal with this stuff.
The biggest lesson I’ve learned as of yet has been: with a phone number one can find every single last detail about you in under 20 minutes!