Broken Mirrors

 

First off, I finally heard from Passive-Aggressive Girl, dubbed thus by Peace, Love, Giggles – you weren’t kidding about her. She called me about three weeks later. But by the time she had called me I had given out my number to a couple of other girls, so at first I had no idea which one was calling me. And she didn’t want to tell me. It was like playing Clue. Finally she mentioned something I remembered from our emails.

“Aha, I know who this is,” I cried jubilantly.

“Who is this?”

“[OKC username]” Silence. “Hello?”

“How do you know?”

“Because you mentioned such-and-such and I remembered us talking about that,” I said. More silence.

“How do you remember that we talked about that? That was weeks ago. Why do you remember it?”

I rubbed my forehead. This was funny and cute at first but was quickly getting annoying. “Why? Am I not supposed to remember what we talked about?” No answer. “Sooooo… is your username your real name or what?”

“What did you say my username was?” she asked. I told her. Again. “How do you know that?”

For the love of God… “Because it’s short and simple. Am I not supposed to remember that either?”

“I don’t know,” she answered.

“So what is your name, then?” I prompted.

“I’d rather not say.”

“All righty then. This is going great,” I remarked.

“Indeed. Well, since you remember everything else, maybe you also remember what town I live in…” I actually didn’t, so I asked her and she told me.

“Oh yeah, I know where that is!”

“How do you know where that is?” she demanded. Now she was really getting on my nerves.

“Oh my God, because it’s five miles away from me. Everybody who lives here knows all the surrounding towns. It’s not like it’s hard to believe. What is it with you, anyway?”

“I just had a really long day and I’m really tired and don’t feel like talking.”

“What were you doing?”

“I don’t really want to talk about it.”

“Uh, okay. So if you don’t feel like talking, then why did you call me?”

“I’m starting to wonder the same thing myself right now,” she said. “Why don’t you just talk and I’ll listen.”

“Huh??  What do you want me to talk about….?” I asked.

“I don’t care.  Anything.”

Now there was silence on my end. This was the most bizarre phone conversation I’ve had in a long time. The cogs turned in my head until I came to a resolution. She wants to be weird? Fine. I’ll give her weird. And then I’ll be done with her. So I cranked the dial up to 11 and proceeded to ramble at her for the next ten minutes about my psychic abilities, how my dead relatives have been reincarnated as forest animals, how I used to crank call Planned Parenthood and schedule fake abortions (actually that one was true…) and how sometimes I can feel the earth moving underneath me and hear the brain waves bouncing off the inside of my skull. And all throughout she didn’t make a peep. Finally I stopped dishing out my crazy talk and asked her what she thought.

“I don’t know what to think right now,” came the reply. “I don’t really like anything about you. I don’t like your voice, I don’t like your accent, I don’t like your laugh – I have a whole list of things I don’t like about you.”

“Oho! Like what else?” I inquired.

“I’d rather not say.”

“Come on, you can tell me anything. I don’t get offended.”

“Well, then, that’s your problem.”

“So I guess I won’t be hearing from you anymore then?” I posited.

“No, probably not. Good night.”

“Good night.” And we pretty much hung up on each other. And then I took a bow. You’re welcome.

***

Next up: Library Girl. Found her during one of my searches. She mentioned on her profile that she’d be open to book suggestions so I gave her one, along with a story about why I recommended that particular one. I also wasn’t familiar with her job title at the library, so I asked her what it entailed. Her response:

“That’s quite the anecdote 🙂 I think books are wonderful, but that didn’t lead me to librarianship! I got my training mostly in archival studies…trying to make important information last essentially forever. Your profile really amused me…you seem very creative and artistically inclined! My name is [codename]. I’d be happy to tell you more about what I do. I love it so it’s exciting for me when someone is interested.”

Um… okay? So if she’d be happy to tell me, then why didn’t she? The only theory I could come up with was that she was leaving me an opening. So I took it.

“Hmm. Well perhaps we should get together sometime and you can tell me all about it…” And I deliberately left it hanging. According to her match answers she was “willing to meet right away if their profile was cool”.  I didn’t think I was being too forward.  But nothing happened.  So I waited a week and dropped another line: “I still would like to hear more about what you do, and you said you’d be happy to tell me, but you haven’t told me about it yet. How do you want to go about this?” Still no response. I don’t know, maybe I missed something.  Looking back I guess I should have come up with a plan.  Live and learn.

***

Next up: Burger Girl. Another library girl. Yet another in a long list of brunettes (I’m starting to notice a pattern). We hit it off immediately. I have a fun goofy profile because I’m a fun goofy person and want to meet other fun goofy people. Her profile fit the bill perfectly. We started writing each other page-long emails. She told me how much she loved burgers. I told her how much I loved that she loved burgers, because there were way too many goddamn vegans and vegetarians on the site. (And there really is, it’s so annoying). And I couldn’t have asked for a better opening. I proposed a burger outing. Suggested a time and date and place.

“I was going to babble, but saw something about [burger place] and had to stop myself from screeching with excitement. Their burgers are delicious. Your arteries might hate you, but they will forgive you after you reach enlightenment. (They are also quite generous with the fries.) I work part time, so my schedule varies. I also don’t know how free I’ll be this week; I’m working on a charity event so I’ll be busy right through this weekend. I’m sorry!”

Hmm. Bit of an odd response. I noticed she didn’t make any suggestions in return. Perhaps she wasn’t that interested in meeting after all? I decided not to press the point and asked her about her charity instead. And our hilarious back-and-forth continued. About ten days later I decided to raise the issue again:

“Sooo… I don’t want to be pushy but I imagine you have a bit more free time nowadays now that the charity event is over. I’ve been wondering whether we can meet at some point…”

“You aren’t being pushy at all. I don’t see why we can’t try to hang out and not kill each other,” she wrote back. “What did you have in mind?” I gave her the where/when again. She responded with:  “I potentially have plans Sunday but nothing is set in stone. In the event Sunday doesn’t work, I should be available on Monday. My schedule is wonky this week (I think I switched a shift somewhere?) but if Sunday and Monday don’t work I will try to keep you posted on what all is going on with my life.”

And that was the last I heard from her. She hasn’t even logged back into the site since. Back to the drawing board.

***

I took a break from the site for a couple of weeks, and then I decided to take a page out of Chin Up, Chest High’s playbook.  I made another round of profile tweaks and uploaded a new picture. I rotate a new one in every couple of months, and this one finally did the trick:

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The response was immediate and overwhelming. I received dozens of visitors over the next 24 hours. Girls who had stopped writing me started writing again. Messages I’d written to new girls a month prior were suddenly being responded to. By the next day I was carrying on conversations with eight different people. I was bursting with excitement. Finally! This is the response I’d been waiting for! This is the response I deserved.

But within 48 hours, every single one of those girls stopped responding. One flick of a giant switch, one flip of a giant coin, and everything was over. But the visitors kept coming, from all over New England: Connecticut, Massachusetts, Maine… even from places as far away as Ohio and Oklahoma. Iit was crazy. And I had plenty of new messages to replace the ones that died. Here’s a sampling:

***

Blondie:  “Hey, nice pic ;)” I exchanged a slew of messages with her – a pretty little blonde chick – but as soon as I gave her my number and suggested we talk on the phone, she disappeared. Another one down.

***

Bikini Chick: I came across a chick who wrote on her profile that she didn’t understand why she was getting so many visitors. So I wrote to her explaining that it was because of her main pic. A rather salacious one, at that.

Me: “It’s because of your main pic. Or because you’re new to the site. Or both. But definitely because of your pic.”
Her: “Thanks… that was a bit flattering… now what exactly what do u do?”
Me: “[job title and how I ended up doing that] What about you?”
Her: “I do risk management strategy for a bank…”
Me: “Aha. So is this what you see yourself doing or is this just a temporary stop on the career train? What path led you to your current employment?”  (a bit stiff and formal, yes).
Her: “Ah, too many questions! Lol, it’s a good job, not my passion though. So when do we speak on the phone?”

Me:  Yes! “Whenever you’d like to. xxx-xxx-xxxx. Give me a call sometime.”

She never did.

***

CT girl: “Yours is by far the most entertaining profile I have ever read. I actually almost spit my drink out when I read the caption to your photo. Kudos.”

Thanks. Too bad you’re too far away.

***

Art Girl: One of her match answers showed up in my news feed, so I messaged her about it. We somehow ended up on the subject of phones and how kids these days always text instead of calling.

Her: “Yes it’s true that they don’t call people. I wish calling were more common these days. I do call a handful of people on a regular to once-in-a-while basis. Xxx-xxx-xxxx. Curious as to whether you’ll call or text. ;)”

So I called her a day later, but when she answered the phone she told me was really busy and couldn’t talk and asked me to call her back another time. Didn’t say when, so I tried a couple different times over the next couple of days. She didn’t answer again and didn’t return my message. Another possibility crumbled into dirt.

***

Teacher Girl 3: I stumbled across her profile and she was a 90% match, plus I saw something that excited me until I realized I simply misread it. Undeterred I decided to message her anyway.

Me: “For a minute I thought you said “teaching dance” and got all excited. But then I reread it and it appears you teach something else… Elementary?”

Her: “Well I could teach dance 😉 I’m pretty good at it haha yes I teach pre-k. My name is ____, nice to meet you.”

Me: “Aha… but you haven’t actually met me yet. Would you like to?” (I wasn’t particularly interested in her, but I figured I’d suss out whether I was wasting my time or not).

Her: “What are you seeking?

Me: “I am seeking someone willing to meet offline to conversate and get to know each other. And then see what happens from there.  Unless you meant, what am I seeking? In that case, I seek the Grail. I am Arthur, King of the Britons. I have traveled here with my Knights of the Round Table. Will you join us in our quest? We have no horses – only coconuts which we bangeth together… What is that you’re seeking?”

Although she visited my profile a bunch of times afterwards, there was no reply. Guess she didn’t care for my sense of humor.

***

Single Mother 5: “Haha, I like you. Let me know if you want to talk.” I didn’t. But before I could tell her so, she took her profile down. Oh well.

***

Single Mother 6: “morning” Yeah, it is. I felt like writing her back saying “afternoon” but I passed.

***

By this point I’ve ignored so many dopey messages that I moved from “replies frequently” to “replies often” to “replies selectively.”  I am proud that I have graduated to the Yellow Dot. Go me.

***

Fashion Girl: “omg I love your profile it’s like the best thing I’ve ever read. We should definitely talk more.”

Me: “Offline, perhaps?”

Her: “Sure! You can text me xxx-xxx-xxxx”

Me: “You’ll hear from me soon…”

I texted her the next day, but no response.  Oh well.

***

Anyway, you get the idea.  Nothing to do but keep at it, I suppose.

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22 responses to “Broken Mirrors

  1. Holy shit is that ever frustrating. What’s with these women? I want to throw an egg at their face for you.

  2. Chin Up, Chest High!

    “Good night.” And we pretty much hung up on each other. And then I took a bow at my desk. You’re welcome.

    She was weird. Too much hard work too early on – you dodged a bullet.

    The only theory I could come up with was that she was leaving me an opening. So I took it.

    Yes she was. Well done for taking it. Women do that to gauge just how interested you are. I had a similar situation with the girl I call ubergeek. She started telling me about one aspect of her job and after talking for a few minutes said “sorry, I ramble too much. I’m sure it’s boring”
    And I said “No, I like listening to you talk (which was true and she went bright red :D) and you’ve just taught me something new which is awesome”.

    Still no response. I don’t know, maybe I missed something…

    Was this your first message to her? Even if she “would meet right away” you need to build a rapport first. I usually wait until we’ve sent three messages each before asking.

    And that was the last I heard from her. She hasn’t even logged back into the site since. Sigh. Back to the drawing board.

    It is possible she is busy. Don’t message her again. If she wants to meet she will contact you. I had a date with a girl a few weeks ago – Indie chick – and she was vague at the time about a second date. I know she’s very busy right now so after my initial suggestion was turned down I stepped back. Sure enough, she messaged me a week ago asking if I was free at the weekend (I wasn’t) but we are meeting this Friday for a dinner date. All’s good.

    Blondie: “Hey, nice pic 😉 ” I exchanged a slew of messages with her – a pretty little blonde chick – but as soon as I gave her my number and suggested we talk on the phone, she disappeared. Another one down

    My guess she was after a routine ego boost. On POF they call them “time vampires”.

    I came across a chick who wrote on her profile that she didn’t understand why she was getting so many visitors. So I wrote to her explaining that it was because of her main pic. A rather salacious one, at that.

    She knows exactly why she got lewd messages and that’s why she did it. She too was after an ego boost.

    Seems to me a lot of these are after an ego boost. Let conversation through messaging develop over a couple of days and then arrange to meet. I don’t understand why people give out phone numbers with practically the first or second message, because they might regret it afterwards. Chat… arrange a date and then trade phone numbers.

    Thanks for the link btw!

    • Time vampires? What a mouthful. I just call them attention whores.

      • Chin Up, Chest High!

        Seems to me you have been talking to a lot of attention whores yes. Those “reasons” are just excuses – they were never going to meet even if you had adhered to their rigid list of instruction on how it ought to be proceeding.

        In the end they are harming themselves with their “princess” attitude and they will be the ones signing off in a few months because “there are no decent men here”.

        The right one(s) are there for you. Give it time

    • I second that. After my first few experiences where I regretted the decision, I decided never to give out my phone number until after a successful first date.

  3. I think if you had responded to “what are you seeking?” like you did, I understand the lack of replies…

  4. vixenincognola

    I LOVE your wit and outlook on life.

    You’re totally the guy I would close a bar down with just conversing and battling wit.
    When you do meet a gal, she will appreciate you in your entirety. 🙂

  5. There seems to be a trend with all these online dating sites. It’s not just with girls – it’s with guys as well. People on online dating are like turtles… they come out of their shell online but the minute you want to meet them they go back into hiding. Keep your chin up and your head out of your shell! Haha.

    • Makes you wonder why they’re even on there in the first place. But I dunno… I’m starting to think that maybe my kind of girl just isn’t the kind that’s going to be found on a dating site?

      • It’s hard to know really. I really think it will happen when we least expect it to!

        • About that… I think one of the bloggers I follow summed it up best: “If you are in your late twenties, and didn’t meet someone in university, or at work, the chances of turning a corner and running into prince charming are not in your favour. So, if you find yourself sitting home alone watching the Notebook on a Saturday night, wishing the man of your dreams would come out of hiding, you might want to reconsider your strategy. Everyone always says that you meet someone when you least expect it… But I now believe that to be bullshit, at least after 25. You really need to put the effort in and put yourself out there… Repeatedly.”

  6. “Everyone always says that you meet someone when you least expect it… But I now believe that to be bullshit, at least after 25. You really need to put the effort in and put yourself out there… Repeatedly”

    Yup, I belong to the school of thought that totally agree with this. Some fairytales would offer the proposition that “destiny” and “soulmates” are circumstances and creatures that you don’t have to work hard for.
    Not so.

    You work your butt on them the same way you slaved towards preparing your technical report; and at the end of the day, you don’t even get an expected pay increase! So what else is new — life just totally suck. What makes it just a little bit tolerable is the knowledge that other people’s life suck more than yours 🙂

  7. So I will be talking about me, and I am not suggesting anything about girls who go to the internet to meet guys.

    When I reached the legal age in my country, I went online to one of those chatrooms where you can pick up a male (or someone you perceive as a male) and you can very much like do anything including cybersex — it was the 1990s, please understand, people did that stuff back then 🙂 Anyway, I wrote a little about that here http://manangbok.wordpress.com/2013/07/30/asl-agesexlocation/

    What I remember about myself back then is, I was not very interested about meeting somebody, anybody in person. I liked flirting and doing it on the internet seemed “harmless” — I mean cybersex would not give me STD.

    Going on a meet-up or eyeball or a real-life date was just too … bothersome at the least and scary at the worst.

    What if I were meeting up with a total psycho? What if the guy was blah and there was no polite way to end the date? (today, I found that the solution to a totally blah date is to invent an emergency that I can immediately “have to attend to”) What if I totally liked the guy but (gasp!) he found me uninteresting or, in his mind, I ended up labeled “fat-girl” or “single mother” or “library chick”? What if I agreed to meet up with the guy and then he doesn’t show up because he … died … or something, but the gist is I never hear from him again.

    When I finally met the man I am still meeting up with … he had a recommendation from my friend. My friend told me, that I had to date this guy because she loves him so much. So there …

    It seems stuff are more complicated these days 🙂 Or maybe I was just lucky …

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  9. I don’t think you are doing anything fundamentally wrong, you seem nice and you are replying to the right people and have good expectations. However, I can tell you from my personal experience with OKC and other dating mediums, that I’m not quick to jump into meeting someone right away, even though I am open to meeting most people AND follow through on it. I’ll explain to you why, for me, building a rapport before meeting is important.
    First off, it is scary meeting someone from online. You’re nervous already because of the premise of meeting them, you’re worried if they are going to think you look as nice in person as you do in your top-notch photos, and, on top of all of that, you never know if you are going to end up on the news as one of those women who was found in a ditch or something. I’ve met more people online than I can count….and I haven’t had any bad situations where my safety was in danger….even when I made some choices that would make my mother’s hair stand on end. But, that being said, I’m a girl who can physically hold my own, and I appear that way to most people. Now, I’ve had the shit kicked out of me by my ex husband, who was obviously stronger than me, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t put up a good fight in return. But what if I had been a petite woman? How much more would I be vulnerable to a physical attack?
    Even though it may be a one in a million chance that we’d meet someone who was going to rob, rape, or kill us, in the back of our minds, we are still worried about it. A lot of women carry mace or even knives or guns with them out, let alone on a “blind” internet date.
    So, to ease MY mind, I like to talk to people for a while before I meet them so I can get a grasp on who they are and feel comfortable with them, know that they are who they say they are, and not be as worried about being the next dead body on the news.
    Also, it’s really a time saver to get to know more about a person first. I promise if it is right, you won’t run out of things to talk to in person if you’ve spent a lot of time talking about your interests online first. Also, you may find that their personality doesn’t mesh with yours before you go spending $50 on dinner with someone you’re going to hate afterwards.
    The other thing that plays on my mind, and I’d wager on every other woman’s mind on sites like OKC, too- is that a lot of men on those sites are only looking for sex.
    As a woman, it’s easy to find someone to sleep with. If we want it, we can find it. But, unlike men, we don’t NEED to go looking for a partner online. If someone sends me a short message with no content (not unlike some of your messages), I’m unlikely to be interested. But men who want to meet me right away usually are just looking for a hookup, and I can prove that with….wait for it…..hard evidence.
    I’ve gotten a wild hair and met a few guys without talking much beforehand, and every last one of them just tried to cut straight to horizontal dancing.
    If a man is willing to take the time and have the patience to talk to me online, then text me or talk with me on the phone (and not just once) before meeting with me, there is a much greater chance that he is looking for love than just a casual hookup.
    So, beware creating the idea that you’re one of THOSE guys by getting to know us and ease our minds first.
    That being said….
    You are right on about the timing of these things. I myself only get on my OKC maybe once or twice a week, depending on how much free time or boredom I have. People ARE busy – so you have to give them a little grace and be consistent without being pushy so they ease up a bit, get to know you, and actually get excited about meeting you.
    I met my ex husband on OKC (I know that sounds bad), but he probably exchanged a dozen messages with me on there before we moved to email and text. I was more active on the site then, so those dozen emails came quicker than you think. I emailed him and we texted a bit before meeting for dinner and it went from there.
    The more active a girl is on the site, the more interested she is in meeting someone, so if she replies quickly, she has the time and interest to foster a potential meeting than someone like the current version of me, who only gets on once a week or so.
    So, message on there for a while, just seem to be honestly interested to get to know her, continue to leave emails open-ended, ask her questions about herself, and continue to do that. She might suggest moving to a different form of communication if she wants to respond to you faster and has strong interest in you, and then go from there.
    I understand meeting in person is the goal, and some people can do that right away with confidence, but it would behoove you to accommodate the latter and thereby avoid scaring off potential mates.
    I hope some of this was insightful/helpful. I just know how I am, and I know I frustrate some men who bother to message me because of the above reasons.
    🙂

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  11. rasanchize

    ohhhh my goodness. I am catching up on all your posts! WHAT. OkC is an interesting place. I understand your frustration. This exact shit is why I deleted mine! People say one thing, and do another. Or they pretend to care and then just stop talking… It is unbelievable.

    I say we both need to join some sort of activity! Next summer ima join softball or like a dodgeball group of people my age. That way I can be social. Online shit is not working… apparently for either of us. Don’t give up though! I’m trying not to either. WE GOT THIS.

  12. It’s bitches like Fashion Girl that are ruining it for the rest of us.

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