In an email response to a suitor: ” . . . I’m hoping to get the next two weeks off but the jury is still debating on that one.”
His response: “What kind of work do you do with the court?”
For those giving him the benefit of the doubt: He already knows what I do for a living.
Using the term LOL in your email to me once is a strike against you but twice? Twice is grounds for immediate disqualification. If you say “we should meet and see if we can stand each other!” Um, NO WE SHOULD NOT. Also, you are wearing a Cosby sweater in a non-ironic way and it hurts my eyes.
P.S. You have written to me three times. The fact that I never respond means I am not interested.
Wink at guy.
Guy winks at me.
Back. Forth. Back. Forth.
He writes truncated email saying he’s super busy.
Four days pass.
He writes truncated email saying he’s getting sick.
A week passes.
He IM’s me about making a time to get together. We pencil in a date.
Three days pass and on the day of the date with no time or location decided he emails to say he has to help a depressed friend and can we reschedule. All the dates he suggests are days I am busy.
He also has referred to me as “hon” a few times in emails. I find it disconcerting.
One of the things that is a curse about on line dating is the fact that you can see if people have been active on a dating site within an hour or however long. I do not like this option for a couple of reasons. 1) It’s too easy to check up on people. 2) It’s too easy to assume the reason they are on the site every hour is that they are not interested in you. 3) It’s too much information. Just sayin’. Also? I don’t like this “who has viewed” me option on Match. If 298 people have viewed my profile since I posted it and only 5 have winked or written to me. . . those are not good percentages. I know math is not my thing but really- that’s low. Again, TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
I think I need a holiday break from the dating scene. I feel bitterness coming on and I don’t want to turn into That Girl. I’m sure there has got to be someone out there who is going to fall madly in love with my particular brand of awesome. Right? Right.