Of the three dates I tried to line up last week, only one came to fruition. The first was supposed to be with The Talker. This would have been my first second date and I was willing to give her a chance. But she canceled at the last minute:
“I am so sorry…something came up and I can not do tomorrow. If you like we can reschedule. So so sorry.”
If she were really interested in rescheduling, she would have suggested an alternate date. At least that’s what I would have done. But she didn’t. Besides, I’ve been “rescheduled” enough times by now to know what that really means. So I let her message languish in my inbox and figured that was that. The next day I received another message from her:
“Still so sorry about yesterday. Hope you had a nice day and we can hopefully catch up soon.”
Um… okay? I didn’t respond to this either. The next day I received yet another message:
“Hope we can figure something out.”
Sigh. If she was keeping after me like this, then perhaps she sincerely wanted to reschedule. I took the bait and suggested Monday. Her answer finally came days later:
“I am sorry it took so long to respond but it looks like Monday is not good. Hope you had a nice weekend.”
Ugh, forget it. I’m done with this chick.
Number Two was Crossfit Girl. Crossfit… the latest fitness fad, and one that apparently employs lifting heavy weights, jumping up on boxes, and dragging things around parking lots. Or some such shit. I don’t know, I don’t really pay attention to these things. But that’s her big interest. She told me I was one of the cutest guys on the site – an assessment I agree with myself. We messaged back and forth for about a week. My last message to her went unanswered for two days, and when she finally got back to me all she had to say was “hey there.”
Hey there? What the hell. She didn’t respond to anything I’d written, but instead acted like she was messaging me for the very first time or something. Weird. I decided to pass on this one.
Number Three was Cake Girl. She agreed to meet me after only a week of messaging back and forth. Which is not usually an impressive feat, except that she was very new to the site and openly leery of online dating. So, go me! We wrote each other nice long emails, but after sitting and talking for over two hours I just didn’t feel the same spark we had in our messages. Damn. Afterwards we told each other “nice meeting you” and went our separate ways. And that was that. I’m not going to ask for a second date.
But I feel like I need to move away from these coffee dates. I’m a fun and goofy person, and it’s hard to display that side of me sitting in a Starbucks. I’d like to come up with more activity dates to help things flow better. At the very least it won’t feel akin to a job interview.
You might be interested to know that I’ve signed up for A-List on OkCupid. I did it more out of curiosity than anything else. I really don’t believe that paying for online dating yields any better chance of success than doing it for free. But I really wanted to know who my 95 Quickmatch likes were. I also like the greatly expanded mailbox, because I was bumping up on my mailbox quota so often I was continually forced to delete messages. Not to mention you can see whether people have read your message, which is really cool. I paid for a three-month subscription, so that’ll give me plenty of time to explore the other features and additional search options.
There are a handful of girls I’m talking to at the moment, but only one that really interests me. We’ve been sending each other messages of insane length, and she’s very interested in meeting me. She’s given me her number and everything. All right. Let’s see where this goes…
First dates: 7
Second dates: 0