I have more tales of lies and dysfunction for you and will write another one up later today or tomorrow. I hope you are enjoying them. I find the theme cathartic. And hey, I would love it if more of you would share your stories. There’s something about knowing that this stuff happens to everyone, makes it all a little less surreal.
I just can’t hold this in any longer.
Last night I was playing catch up with my online dating account. I clicked on the page to see my latest winks and there on the bottom of the page were the guys who’ve been checking out my profile. Most sites do that now, in case you’re not in the game, they let you see who’s been checking you out. You can click an option that lets you browse discreetly. I do that. I’m not exactly sure why. OK, that was a fib. It’s so I can peek on guys I’m dating and see how often they’re checking the site without them knowing I’m doing it. A sure sign of a bad relationship is a guy who continues to troll the online personals everyday while you’re dating.
Anyway, I was looking at the guys who’ve been looking at my profile and 20% of the guys who were checking me out in the last 24 hrs were guys I’ve already been out with. One of them was necking guy. Then, I clicked back on my mailbox and there was a new message from some guy I went out with a few times in the wintertime. He was SO not over his ex at the time and kind of acted like a jerk. Needless to say he has my real email address, my cell number and my home number. But instead of sending me a real world email or calling me to say, “sorry I was a jerk” he sent me a message to my personals account saying something as bland as “how’s it going?”
What’s the deal? Do these guys just fixate on my picture/profile when they’re sitting around their apts, horny and lonely and cruising the personals? Seriously, how difficult would it be for one of them to just be honest and send me an email and say, “Hey, I blew it. I know I did. But I still think you’re a pretty cool chick and I’d like another chance to get to know you.”
But no, they’ll continue to sit alone in their apartments and cruise the personals. Stare at my picture and wish they did things differently. And that guy who sent me the “how’s it going?” I honestly don’t know what to do. I kind of thought he was cool. Just really bad timing.
Men. Urgghh. It’s like herding fucking cats.
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