First, an update. Jumping Jack Studios had a good bit of advice for me: instead of asking people out on OKC, move the conversation to the phone and then ask them out. Well, I’d already been trying to move conversations onto the phone, but now I’d make more of an effort to do so before suggesting meeting.
So here’s the rundown of the latest:
Fashion Girl 2
She initiated contact. After two weeks of messaging I asked for her number, and I got it. But when I called her she didn’t answer so I left a voicemail. She didn’t call back, but she did view my profile at least a half-dozen times in the days immediately following. And that was that.
She mentioned on her profile that “you should message me if you’re not embarrassed easily,” among other reasons. She was a really fun, goofy type and sounded awesome in every respect. And smoking hot, too. I dithered about for a few weeks because I wanted to approach with caution. I didn’t want to risk messing it up. Finally I came up with this and sent it to her:
“One time I went into Best Buy dressed as Napoleon Dynamite and did the whole dance in the middle of the store. With music. I’m sure that qualifies as ‘not embarrassed easily.’ Although I did have some cover with the fact that it was around Halloween. But I digress. So is that in line with the sort of thing you’re into?”
She wrote back the next day saying “this is the greatest message I’ve ever received on this site.” Yes! I was in! And then she took her profile down. FUCK.
Wasted two weeks with this one. I sent the first message, and while she kept writing back, she almost never asked me anything about myself in return. I take our one-sided conversation as a lack of interest on her part. So her last message to me is languishing in my inbox and it will soon die of natural causes.
Art Girl (from previous post)
She finally returned my phone message… weeks later. Left a voicemail telling me she was really busy which was why she never got back to me. I just deleted her message. Too late. Surely you could have found 30 measly seconds during all that time.
Library Girl 2
She wrote me first. We really hit it off – we had the same wicked humor, we liked the same books and the same music, we were both outdoorsy types and liked the same nature spots in the area… it was while we were talking about nature spots that the conversation drifted to other favorite locales, and then she mentioned this coffee place she really liked. Couldn’t have asked for a better opening. I’m not really a coffee drinker, but I can pretend when a first date depends on it. We’d been talking almost three weeks by this point, so I suggested meeting AND asked for her number at the same time so we could talk on the phone first and then hash out the details. Apparently she wasn’t keen on this idea, because not only did she not respond but she took her profile down the next day. Dafuq…?
Single Mother 11
She sent me a message that she thought I was one of the most interesting, intelligent, and attractive people on the site, and wanted to get to know me. I just nodded my head in agreement. But apparently she missed the part about me not wanting kids. Sigh. What to do with this one…
I invested almost an entire month in this one. Three weeks on OKC. One week on the phone. THEN I suggested meeting. Dinner and a movie, the old cliché, but she left an opening when she told me she likes going to movies but needs someone to go with. I’d have to be a complete numbskull to miss that one. And she was totally down for it. She even told me I had voice like chocolate (whatever that meant).
There was only one problem: she completely stood me up. I never heard anything from her since. And guess what else? She took her profile down the next day. (For some reason that happens to me a lot.) And this is the second time I’ve been stood up. Five-and-a-half years on this site, and the closest I’ve gotten in all that time is getting stood up twice. Meanwhile, every time I log into WordPress and open my Reader tab I’m bombarded with posts from bloggers I follow, describing the people they’ve met and the dates they’ve gone on. Shitty dates, maybe, but at least they’re going on dates. I don’t get it.