Yesterday evening, while I was browsing match.com, a local young gentleman contacted me (you can chat while you're logged on to the site).
I don't really like to chat with strangers online... but if I don't go out of my comfort zone just a hair, then I'll never get this dating business off the ground.
So I decided to say hello back to the gentleman. This wasn't even a guy whose profile I had looked at, or anything. His profile was sparse and uninformative, and all of his pictures were of him flexing, shirtless.
Muscleheads don't go after chicks like me, ok? It upsets the natural order of the universe. So I knew something was up.
After an especially brief exchange of small talk (hi. what's up. nothing much. what part of town are you from.) he asked if I wanted to come over and watch a movie. at 9 pm on a Wednesday.
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
I said that it sounded fun but I was awfully tired, and perhaps might be up for meeting for a drink sometime. (in public. where i can have friends come and make sure there's no, uh... funny business.)
His response?
"it's still early. i have bud light, do you like that?"
um. one of us is getting the picture, and one of us is not. i declined.
Online matchmaking at its finest, ladies and gentlemen.
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I always point my friends toward OkCupid. When my boyfriend and I first met, he was all, "I'm not sure I want to be exclusive." So I was like, "Screw you, I'm going on Internet dates." And I did through OkCupid, and it was free and awesome and made him jealous enough to decide to date only me. Now go get that Bud Light.
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