You all are funny, and patient, and kind – and you are the reason I continue to slog through the junk in my online dating inbox. Your comments give me hope and encouragement there just might be a good guy among all the frogs in the online dating arena, and in the real world.
I thought you might enjoy reading a couple more of the less-than-stellar emails I got. These guys did not make it past what you see here, but the interaction makes for decent blog fodder – and as a warning to anyone considering dating again.
First up: Really hot service man, probable gym rat, 47 years old. Profile says he lives in Michigan. Bummer. (He’ll get a name in a few minutes; you’ll see why.)
Good evening 🙂
Do a stranger a awesome favor please, would you take a moment to read my profile just as I’ve done here briefly yo yours beautiful
I’d like a opportunity to engage in one another’s meaningful and intellectually conversation and it be our basis of a refreshing friendship that may someday mature into a great friendship
A relationship that brought out the playfulness and amazingly smiles that truly emulates a great time
I’m the man that wishies to know you on a intellectual level now that you grabbed a whole of my attention and thoughts
May I someday compliment you by naturally generating a smile because not of the occasional and repeated holidays ie Valentine’s day approaching but because of the day’s in between
(Very American Name)
Have a peaceful nights rest tonight
Ok, at first pass, this seems like a really sweet letter, albeit riddled with poor English and grammar (not that I should talk). BUT, something about the treacly prose doesn’t ring true with me — it feels too contrived, too… something fake.
For the two weeks after taking my online dating photos offline, I had a blast hanging out with some fellow single RVers at the get together at the coast.
This was when Pye stowed away in the RV chassis for 150 miles. I still can’t believe how many opportunities she had to abandon the RV and take off, but she stayed with it. This gives me hope that someday she just might become a willing co-pilot.
Meanwhile, my dating profile photos were offline and I received no notifications of interest – not one. I added them back in over the weekend. Since then, I have received about 80 indications of interest – but no emails. I look through as many as time allows, and send the same back to those I also like. There are five mutual likes.
I’m actually excited about a couple of them. I’m curious to see how many of those will actually send an email. Call me old fashioned, but I just feel the man should email first. I’ve done it the other way, and it has always set the wrong tone for the rest of the relationship. Men seem flattered if you ask them out first, but, in my experience, they seem to pursue you with less fervor from there on out. It’s like the title of that movie, “He’s Just Not That Into You.”
As we wait for the brave ones to contact me, I’m going to show you some snakes.
No, no, no! I’m not referring to the “snakes” in the pictures the half-dressed men have sent of themselves. Although, I probably would post them if I didn’t think I’d be breaking some kind of copyright or privacy law.
So the title of this post is not a reference to men and the online dating arena. But I can see how you might have made that connection.
Once upon a time not that long ago, I joined Match.com. I was (am still?) a bit idealistic: looking for that one great guy with whom to spend the rest of my life, travel, share adventures, and Tantric sex.
Match.com was a goldmine of men. (But it’s hard to know that ahead of time with an ad like this: Match.com’s Ad FAIL by Online Dating Insider.) There are tons of guys on there: Successful, handsome, and horny.
But usually just horny.
Many are in their 40-50’s (my dating range) and LIVING AT HOME WITH MOM.
I should have gotten out then, while the getting was good. But oh no, not me, I’m idealistic (Can you say Cinderella Complex?). *sigh* I love me anyway.
Anyway, many were also marginally employed, if at all. (This was long before the current recession/depression and the astronomical rates of unemployment so they don’t get to use this excuse.)