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But having seen me looking, he’d emailed me out of the blue. My friends keep telling me everyone here is married, etc., so I’m rather nervous, but of course everyone’s profile makes them seem so reasonable and normal. It’s kind of weird concept, but I’m trying it because I work evenings, so except for weekends, the only place I ever really meet people is in bars, which is not necessarily that great a thing. Didn’t really have the right chemistry with any of them, though. When you meet someone in person, you know if you have chemistry. So you have to try to figure out if it’s worth pursuing with a date.Now I had my answer, really: while he was “so busy at work” and “with his sick brother,” too busy to see me more than once a week (if that) and too exhausted to call when he got off work after midnight, he had enough time to email any remotely interesting-seeming woman who snooped his profile. I am still very unsure of this whole online dating thing, and not completely committed to the concept. Naturally, I’ve written all of this and you’re probably a psycho killer. I’ve learned, too, that you should make the first “date” something totally quick and casual, i.e., get a coffee or a drink or something.
And so late one night, fueled by morbid curiosity, Cabernet and a friend’s urging, I logged on and created a FREE! Instantly I became a 35-year-old teetotalling Latina who professed to being a little bit shy and just dipping her toes in the dating waters after a failed relationship.Then I gorged myself on his profile: his likes and dislikes, his preferences in women, his pictures, his little white lies about which books he’d read and movies he liked.I felt like the emotional equivalent of Monty Python’s Mr.That is, until a girl friend who was on called me one night to tell me she’d found his profile.“Well, I mean, he probably had it before we started dating, you know, and forgot to delete it, I’m sure it’s not a thing,” I told her.
Well, he was sort of willing to commit: when I later mentioned being dragged along in a long-planned speed-dating outing with a girl friend (not worth the drink specials, believe me), he got really upset at the thought of me making with another guy.