Let me begin by saying that I have not been "on the market" for almost 20 years. Back when I was seeking my "Mrs", there was a home PC that was connected to AOL, and if you were hanging out on a Thursday night chatting online, you likely had a pocket protector and/or headgear.
No, we met potential husbands in a variety of locations, and if you were lucky enough to get my phone number, and I checked my answering machine before a roommate erased the messages, and the moon was in the waxing gibbous stage of Copernicous with no winds from the east, we would connect and make plans to go out "on a date". Usually on a Saturday, so that there would be plenty of time for primping prior to "go time".
I would stress about my outfit, pluck my eyebrows, match my bra and underwear to my outfit, show my roommates, have them pick, change..twice. You would have showered, shaved, brushed your teeth, put on some clean shorts and (maybe) boxer shorts, pressed a button down and put on the baseball cap with the PERFECTLY bent bill.
We would have had a proper date, dinner, polite conversation, witty banter, flirted before the first kiss. What happened after the kiss depended on the chemistry. Sometimes the date ended by 10:30pm, others, 10:30 am.
My, my, my how the landscape has changed.
Being the newly single housewife on my street is alot like being the new girl in school..only it's the women (they will forgive me for this- not like any of them are actually on this site lol) who have a renewed interest in "helping me out" once the kids go to bed. In any case, after too much red wine one fateful Friday night, I had my very own online dating profile on one of the free online herpes dating sites.
The flood gates opened! People liked me. Boys..no, MEN really liked me, I was pretty, I was funny! I was a vixen! Sexy, and WANTED! Take THAT divorce! Phone number requests, this is easy, I did this before, only now the phone is always with me, and there is no risk of any roommates erasing! I will be somewhere between "casually dating" and "in a relationship" by next month! "Here's my number, call me, maybe?"
Ouch.
That's the only way to describe what happened to my eye balls when I first opened the image from POF Stu (as it was saved in my phone). I was in the security line at an airport, and there were people who saw that I had a picture of Stu's JUNK on my extra large smartphone screen. Classy.
I wasted three weeks and in the end, went out with one man who was a much better conversationalist as a texter (which he was doing non stop during our date), he even let me pay for everything (small price to pay to end the date).
My experience here has been completely opposite. Every encounter, email, text, phone call, dinner has been appropriate and left me smiling (and hoping for more). It's nice to be back on the market again :)
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