You might be forgiven for thinking, at this stage, that I was sitting around on my laurels all day waiting for guys to ask for dates. Nothing could be further from the truth, don’t forget I was doing this for some serious research, hmmm. I still hadn’t healed my inner child or even told my mom that I’d got fired from my job but love research; that I can do.
To help in this research I was reading some heavy books: “How To Get Him Back From The Other Woman”, “Feel The Fear And Do It Anyways”, “Women Men Love”, “Women Men Leave” and “The Anger Dance”. None of them were telling me anything and yes, I was getting a little confused. Who was it that said a little information is a bad thing? Well that shouldn’t bother me as I had tons of information processing in my subconscious at that very moment. Even today – having weighed up everything I learned – I still haven’t quite got it all in order but as soon as more info becomes available, I will let you know.
So with all this research and reading you might be forgiven for thinking that I had been doing a lot more chatting than dating at that point. Truth be told though, I had been working on trying to get a job as well as the power thing that sabotaged the date with Shy Guy.
When I did get round to chatting with him (Shy Guy) he seemed to be getting worse instead of better. He was chatting about his ex-wife and their breakup as well how he is lonely and lost all his friends in their divorce. “The Women Men Leave” book said I was afraid of intimacy as I didn’t really want to know all this crap, then anyways, but I think that I prefer men who are less on the feeling side and more on the doing side. All this sharing of feelings cut into my drinking time. We hadn’t made any arrangements for another date as I was letting him be the man and bring it up but meeting sooner rather than later is much better in my book.
I also remember I chatted with this rich guy in Toronto who thinks all women are gold diggers but he is the one who put how much his annual income is in his profile. Kind of says it all really. Does it even make sense? Shouldn’t he lie or just not put anything at all? I am beginning to think that understanding men is going to take a lot more self-help books than I could read in a life-time! On the positive side, he wanted to go out sometime, so at least that would give me an actual date to talk about here.
I also chatted with Pete who is a cutie from Windsor. We just joked back and forth mainly and talked about our dogs. He is cute, tall and witty so we will see how that goes.
I also chatted with someone called Work Hard Play Hard and boy do I hate that cliché. He seems nice and was pouring on the flattery. He might be OK if he could lay of the clichés.
Other people I spoke with around this time might give you an insight into the kind of guys I was dealing with here.
Blue Eyes To Go
Sundancer (his profile picture was of his boat, weird eh?)
Kisses 2 Melt U
To make matters worse, all their messages start with lines from bad porn. Things like, “I would love to hear you scream my name,” etc. It is kind of funny in a revolting way. I don’t think that I will leave my fake porno profile up for long as I would rather continue with the serious research. There was no way I was going to meet a 50 year old man for sex to aid my research. UGH!
I am not actually sure who actually reads what I write but here is a note for men – if any men actually read this; to get into a women’s pants, even an internet whore like I am pretending to be, you have to be original or at least sexy.