It's about time!
I put this off for too long. The final blah-g, that is.
My subscription to the dating website has been expired for a while now, and they deleted a lot of my stuff...winks, emails, etc. - starting me off at "0" again (even though I didn't renew).
So, you'll just have to take my word for it...I can't remember what the numbers were, so I won't even make some up...but as far as my winks sent/received, those didn't change very much from the last entry...emails varied, specifically between one particular girl, and I think that my "profile viewed" broke the 100-marker! Since my subscription has ended though, strangely, I have been receiving "winks" from girls who are supposedly interested in me...but in order to communicate with these girls, I would, of course...have to renew my subscription...hmmmm....(remember how one of those online dating sites got busted for tricking people in a similar fashion?).
Hmmm....alright, I guess I'll fill in the gaps.
The two afore mentioned females that had started to email me...the youngest one (21) blew me off after a few emails (remember, she said that she thought it was sad that I had received more feedback after I modified my profile, but that she wasn't one of those type of girls...?). I didn't bother to pursue her any further, I mean, come on...plus, she was the one that freaked me out by asking where I worked in her first email to me! Weird!
...and you think that's all...just wait...
The other girl, the older, more mature girl...we had some great emails going on for a few weeks. And then, recently (a few weeks ago, actually), she just stopped. Just like that. I've given up on her too...I mean, what the hell? It wasn't like I was swearing/cussing or talking about vegetables in my emails...
So, I figure, she met a guy (= good for her!) or she's "too busy" (= she did mention in one of her first emails that her work was going to be getting very busy in the next few months and that she wouldn't have very much free time)...OR...like the very first (punk rock) girl that I started talking to - she got impatient about me not asking her out. It very well could be a nice kiwi/lemon/banana smoothie-mix of all three, 'cause I rock it like that. I mean, she knew that I was going to busy for my work, I told her straight-up while I was writing her from the road. Anyhow, it's whatever.
So, yeah...those didn't work out, but hey! It was all just an experiment anyhow.
But now for the finale...
Remember that first girl? The one that was 21? The one that had asked me where I worked?
......
This Monday, at work, we got a new employee (can you guess who it was?). Our HR man was touring her around, I actually ran into them twice. Now...at first, I didn't recognize her...keep that in mind. But I did notice that she was attractive - so I was happy about that! I mean, there aren't very many young/single women at my office, so...you know how it is...
Anyway, at work, we have this silly intranet/homepage where they'll post pics/bios of the new hires, food/blood drives, etc. and they had her info up there...right in front of me and that's when it all clicked. I recognized her, but I wasn't exactly sure from where. Then it clicked again, but I had to make sure.
When I logged onto the site, I went to check my previous contacts/emails...which I found out had been deleted by the company, so I was like, fuck...I'm pretty sure it's her...so I did a quick search by age/zip code and found her profile...
So, yes...
The girl that freaked me out and whose mom also works for the company, is one of the "big bosses," and who I'll be working closely with during the next few months, is now working at the same company as I do. How fucking strange/awkward/coincidental is that?
I haven't seen her again since she was getting the tour, but...yeah, weird. Not exactly sure how to go about this one! I figure, well, you know how I am...Mr. Nice Guy...if/when we do run into each other, I'll be nice and we'll just see what happens from there.
So this brings the Inept Boy online dating experiment to a close. Not very exciting. Not very fun. No romantic kisses in the rain under city lights or long embraces after being rescued from a falling wooden bridge in the Amazon jungle...
Maybe one day, my princess will come. Until then, I'll just keep smiling and strolling along.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Oh what a difference...
Well, I'll be...it's been a minute, hasn't it? I guess I should give ya'll an update, not that anyone really reads this, but it's in the name of science!
Since I "updated" my profile, here are the numbers:
I've sent 68 winks and received 5!
My profile has now been viewed 91 times!
and
I've been in email communication with two women. About these women, one is 32 and a magazine editor in Dallas. The other is 21 and, well, I'm not sure what she does yet - that was a question I asked her in my last email (sent yesterday), but she is local.
Actually, sort of weird thing about the 21-year-old - the first email that I got from her was short, it said that I "sound interesting" and she also specifically asked me if I worked for "(a company)," which I do...
So I started to think...shit...does this girl work where I work? Does she know someone that I know?
I later found out that her mother works at the same company and she was familiar with my job description, which I had posted (and removed).
So far, the emails between both ladies have been pretty cool - I told them both, up front, about the modifications I had recently made to my profile...just in case any of those attributes were a reason why they had expressed an interest in my profile...what can I say, I'm honest...I didn't want to waste their (or my) time.
As it turned out, both women said that they thought my little experiment was interesting and that it was sad that it had made a difference in my received responses...but that neither of them were like those other women...which is cool!
So where does this take Inept Boy now? Well, I've got approximately 26 days left of my subscription to the online dating service and once again, I'm about to leave again for work (this time, not as long), so that means that the only time I'll be available for a "date" (ugh! I get nervous at the thought of that right now!), would be on the weekend, but you know what? Fuck...maybe I just need to sacrifice spending a few hours getting drunk with my friends for some new company?
Oh shit! Also, another girl from the past has suddenly turned back up...I call her my "punk rock girl." She's not necessarily "punk," but I met her a few years ago when she was working at a skate shop. I asked her out once, for ice cream and sky diving (I was trying to be creative) - she loved the idea but "had a boyfriend." Time passed, I didn't see her around the shop for a while, then there she was and she was single and wanted to go to happy hour. So we went, had a good time. Then she got a promotion and moved to a different city. Never thought I'd see her again. A week or so ago, I make a spontaneous decision to go to the skate shop (not thinking that I'd see her, of course), and there she was! As soon as I walked in, she starts to freak out, comes running over and gives me a big hug...we talked for a while - she got moved back down to her original store, is a "big" manager now, and then she says that I need to come back up to see her - I tell her that's not fair because then I'd have to spend money, and then she brings up "happy hour" again...
Anyhow, so I've yet to go by or see her or call her about meeting up, although I'm thinking about giving it a try this week before I head out. I doubt she'll go for it though, probably turn me down like she did all the times before...ha! Listen to that negativity!
Well, anyhow...so I guess there might be some progress building up, but it's hard to say. I'll of course post an update soon, sooner if anything cool happens.
I must say though, it was interesting how the "update" to my profile made a difference; I was getting winks from women in Ohio and and as far away as South Africa!? Crazy.
Since I "updated" my profile, here are the numbers:
I've sent 68 winks and received 5!
My profile has now been viewed 91 times!
and
I've been in email communication with two women. About these women, one is 32 and a magazine editor in Dallas. The other is 21 and, well, I'm not sure what she does yet - that was a question I asked her in my last email (sent yesterday), but she is local.
Actually, sort of weird thing about the 21-year-old - the first email that I got from her was short, it said that I "sound interesting" and she also specifically asked me if I worked for "(a company)," which I do...
So I started to think...shit...does this girl work where I work? Does she know someone that I know?
I later found out that her mother works at the same company and she was familiar with my job description, which I had posted (and removed).
So far, the emails between both ladies have been pretty cool - I told them both, up front, about the modifications I had recently made to my profile...just in case any of those attributes were a reason why they had expressed an interest in my profile...what can I say, I'm honest...I didn't want to waste their (or my) time.
As it turned out, both women said that they thought my little experiment was interesting and that it was sad that it had made a difference in my received responses...but that neither of them were like those other women...which is cool!
So where does this take Inept Boy now? Well, I've got approximately 26 days left of my subscription to the online dating service and once again, I'm about to leave again for work (this time, not as long), so that means that the only time I'll be available for a "date" (ugh! I get nervous at the thought of that right now!), would be on the weekend, but you know what? Fuck...maybe I just need to sacrifice spending a few hours getting drunk with my friends for some new company?
Oh shit! Also, another girl from the past has suddenly turned back up...I call her my "punk rock girl." She's not necessarily "punk," but I met her a few years ago when she was working at a skate shop. I asked her out once, for ice cream and sky diving (I was trying to be creative) - she loved the idea but "had a boyfriend." Time passed, I didn't see her around the shop for a while, then there she was and she was single and wanted to go to happy hour. So we went, had a good time. Then she got a promotion and moved to a different city. Never thought I'd see her again. A week or so ago, I make a spontaneous decision to go to the skate shop (not thinking that I'd see her, of course), and there she was! As soon as I walked in, she starts to freak out, comes running over and gives me a big hug...we talked for a while - she got moved back down to her original store, is a "big" manager now, and then she says that I need to come back up to see her - I tell her that's not fair because then I'd have to spend money, and then she brings up "happy hour" again...
Anyhow, so I've yet to go by or see her or call her about meeting up, although I'm thinking about giving it a try this week before I head out. I doubt she'll go for it though, probably turn me down like she did all the times before...ha! Listen to that negativity!
Well, anyhow...so I guess there might be some progress building up, but it's hard to say. I'll of course post an update soon, sooner if anything cool happens.
I must say though, it was interesting how the "update" to my profile made a difference; I was getting winks from women in Ohio and and as far away as South Africa!? Crazy.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
The Final Countdown! (No...not the Europe song, better!)
So I promised you, my dear readers, a surprise with this blah-g, did I not? Well, this will be my final month's subscription to the online dating community, so I've decided to go out with my guns blazing.
Well here it is...the big experiment...the hypothesis to either be proven or failed. What are women looking for in a man, exactly?
I think every "nice" guy (and even you assholes out there) knows what 89.67% (if you're wondering if I made that number up, yeah, I did, but the real number is probably pretty fucking close to that anyhow, so shut up) of those ladies, both single (and taken), are almost always looking for in a man/"partner."
You can be the nicest, sweetest, most thoughtful motherfucker in the world, but it won't do you any good.
You know what I'm talking about...that guy at the bar with the hottest girl in the bar, swooning all over him as he treats her like shit.
The guy that talks down to his girl, "disses" her, doesn't listen to her, etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.
This evening, I "updated" my online profile. What do you mean you "updated your profile," you ask?
It really was only a few things, here are the changes that I made:
I "updated" my height from my actual height, 5'5" to a magnificent 6'2"
I "updated" what the online dating site refers to as "build" from my unimpressive "slender" to a throbbing "Athletic & Toned"
I "updated" my tattoos/piercings from having a "strategically placed tattoo" (it would actually be the plural for me, just in case you were wondering) to "none."
*Note* In our day and age, body modification is so common place, but I thought, what the hell, I might as well try to impress all the Prudes out there.
And the Whopper-sandwich?
I "updated" my picayune salary from (these are their ranges) $35,001 - $50,000 to a Rolling Stones satisfactory $75,001 - $100,000!
To try and keep it simple, I quickly, without actually reading any of the ladies profiles, just basing my decision purely on their "looks," gave the old "wink" (as the site refers to them) to 52 ladies, ranging in age from 18-35, single, divorced, the whole she-bang.
I will be sure to provide you with any updates resulting from my "updates."
Well here it is...the big experiment...the hypothesis to either be proven or failed. What are women looking for in a man, exactly?
I think every "nice" guy (and even you assholes out there) knows what 89.67% (if you're wondering if I made that number up, yeah, I did, but the real number is probably pretty fucking close to that anyhow, so shut up) of those ladies, both single (and taken), are almost always looking for in a man/"partner."
You can be the nicest, sweetest, most thoughtful motherfucker in the world, but it won't do you any good.
You know what I'm talking about...that guy at the bar with the hottest girl in the bar, swooning all over him as he treats her like shit.
The guy that talks down to his girl, "disses" her, doesn't listen to her, etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.
This evening, I "updated" my online profile. What do you mean you "updated your profile," you ask?
It really was only a few things, here are the changes that I made:
I "updated" my height from my actual height, 5'5" to a magnificent 6'2"
I "updated" what the online dating site refers to as "build" from my unimpressive "slender" to a throbbing "Athletic & Toned"
I "updated" my tattoos/piercings from having a "strategically placed tattoo" (it would actually be the plural for me, just in case you were wondering) to "none."
*Note* In our day and age, body modification is so common place, but I thought, what the hell, I might as well try to impress all the Prudes out there.
And the Whopper-sandwich?
I "updated" my picayune salary from (these are their ranges) $35,001 - $50,000 to a Rolling Stones satisfactory $75,001 - $100,000!
To try and keep it simple, I quickly, without actually reading any of the ladies profiles, just basing my decision purely on their "looks," gave the old "wink" (as the site refers to them) to 52 ladies, ranging in age from 18-35, single, divorced, the whole she-bang.
I will be sure to provide you with any updates resulting from my "updates."
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Well, that was nice...
What a weekend!
So later on that lonesome Valentine's Day night, I got a call from one of my friend's, who has this sister that is beautiful and was going to be in town...
I've always teased her about her sister - you know, the "tell your sister I said Hi," and always asking "how's your sister," stuff. Her sister lives in Florida, which makes about a 12-hour driving distance complication, as far as a "relationship" goes, anyhow, I've only hung out with her a few times over the past 2-3 years, but she's a pretty cool chick.
My friend was telling me that her sister was going to be in town and wanted to know if I wanted to go to "the club" with them on Friday night. Hmm...a club. You see, Inept Boy is not a dancer. I just always felt awkward shaking ma-thang. Slow-dancing, I'm all about, but I'm a romantic, it's the 'other styles' which I never really could comprehend. Well, I figure, what the fuck, it could be fun. It would definitely be a whole lot more exciting than the vast amount of non-action or extracurricular activities in hick-ville. So, I told her I'd go.
I get into town late, again (same fucking delay at the airport last week on my Friday night), but I raced my bony-ass home from the aeropuerto, got showered/shaved, had some Taco Hell and a Red Bull, got my 'club-clothes' on and they picked me up.
I made a call to a friend to hook us up with free valet parking downtown. We got there, went to one bar/club where the bouncer actually remembered me from months back - which was a surprise, so gave me no hastle. My friend, her sister, and my friend's husband of course had to whip out the identification - I felt "cool" not being carded.
The club was pretty fucking dead, which was a surprise, because usually it was always shoulder-to-shoulder. The two girls were hoping for more excitement and some dance-action, so we ended up going to a different club a little bit further out.
I had never even heard of it, but it turned out to be pretty fucking awesome. We were of course drinking a bunch. There were some pretty bad-ass "breakers" dancing - as well as having 4 of the best djs in the city spinning. I told "the sister" about how I used to breakdance when I was a kid. And yes, I really did break when I was a kid. That was not a "line." I had my little pocket-instructional-manual, and my sheet of cardboard. Anyhow, she thought that was pretty cool, and wanted to see some of my moves. HA HA! Well, Inept Boy doesn't have those moves anymore, but...
She did convince me to dance. So I danced. Fucking crazy...I wasn't "that drunk," where I could get persuaded into dancing against my will, but somehow she worked her voodoo and I was shaking my thing. Only one other girl has been able to get me to dance before! You know who you are!
** Let me take you on a slight detour for a moment **
My friend and her sister are apparently very fond of this one particular song right now, by an artist called DJ Assault. Have you heard of him? The song that they love and have apparently singing almost 24-7 is simply called, "Ass n Titties."
Peep this video that some kid put on Youtube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mkExUjwgaJs
So, yeah, that's the song. It's pretty amusing, actually. Definitely an old-school sound to it...
** Return to the story **
So, yeah, me and the sister were dancing/drinking and having a good time. Closing time hits and we're heading out for home. Original plan was for them to drop me back off at my apartment but I then got encouraged to go back to their house. Before we left, I was approached by an indigent and while I almost never give money away, for some reason, I did for this guy. I gave him $10 and he was sooo happy and gave me a hug. I told him to take care of himself and his brothers and he said that he would. He promised me that if we come down there again, he'd "wash my car." Anyhow...so I did a good deed.
Not even 5 minutes after leaving the club, my friend (the husband) got pulled over by the po-lice. This was going to be bad...right? You are probably picturing the scenario, us and a squad car, right? Well, broaden that picture to include SEVEN fucking black and whites and an unmarked as well. What the fuck!?
My buddy gets pulled out, we all get id'd and cops proceed to frisk and interrogate him while we're inside the car getting interrogated. Come to find out, that we have "different stories" because my buddy was telling the cops that he hadn't had anything to drink and his wife told one of the cops that he had "two beers." Cops said that he was going to be in a lot of trouble for lying. The girls are freaking out, I'm trying to keep it cool. I was sure that he was going to jail and we were going to get ticketed for P.I. - and the army that had surrounded us...it could have even been worse - when I was working downtown on the club/bar scene I saw these cops do a lot of shady shit. I saw people get arrested for nothing as well as cops beating people down. I was afraid that we were about to get our asses kicked.
Well, for whatever fucking reason, who knows...the cops let him/us go. I have no earthly idea why...maybe it was karma...and me giving the homeless dude a ten-er...or whatever...I do not have any idea why...I thought that they were going to follow us or something...surely.
So we went back to their house. On the drive home, the sister takes my hand to hold...which surprised me, and it took me way, way back. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to hold a girl's hand. It felt nice. (And the crowd goes awwwwww.)
We get back to the house, drink some more beers, and the husband and wife go to bed. Me and the sister then stayed up for another 3 hours talking and watching "Lilo & Stitch," and some Discovery Channel show about whales! (I can hear you laughing, but it was cool!) We were sitting pretty close, whatever, and the thought never came into my mind to "make a move," which my buddy teased me about the next morning when he found out that I didn't even try to kiss her. She did give me "the hug" before she went to bed though...hugs are nice too. (Awwwww.)
Oh well. I probably could have made a move, but...remember, this is Inept Boy here, I ain't got no game. I was just having a really nice time sitting down and talking with her.
Then, last night, I took a bunch of the friends out to dinner and she was there as well. One of my other friends was trying to get me to make a move on our waitress - she was definitely cute and was definitely flirting with me, but...you know. After dinner we all went to a friend's house to hang out, drink, and play Wii.
Then, it was time for them to go...we said our goodbyes, the sister hugged me again, thanked me for dinner, and I told her to have a safe drive home. Who knows when I'll see her again.
So all this kind of brings up my unfortunate luck of finding girls that I really get along with well - and just so happen to live far, far, away from me, thus making it highly, highly, improbable that any kind of relationship can ever be developed.
Well, fuck. So it goes.
Anyhow, I had a great weekend, and now, soon, it will be time to go back to Lonesome Hick-Ville...staying up late, waiting for that "wink."
So later on that lonesome Valentine's Day night, I got a call from one of my friend's, who has this sister that is beautiful and was going to be in town...
I've always teased her about her sister - you know, the "tell your sister I said Hi," and always asking "how's your sister," stuff. Her sister lives in Florida, which makes about a 12-hour driving distance complication, as far as a "relationship" goes, anyhow, I've only hung out with her a few times over the past 2-3 years, but she's a pretty cool chick.
My friend was telling me that her sister was going to be in town and wanted to know if I wanted to go to "the club" with them on Friday night. Hmm...a club. You see, Inept Boy is not a dancer. I just always felt awkward shaking ma-thang. Slow-dancing, I'm all about, but I'm a romantic, it's the 'other styles' which I never really could comprehend. Well, I figure, what the fuck, it could be fun. It would definitely be a whole lot more exciting than the vast amount of non-action or extracurricular activities in hick-ville. So, I told her I'd go.
I get into town late, again (same fucking delay at the airport last week on my Friday night), but I raced my bony-ass home from the aeropuerto, got showered/shaved, had some Taco Hell and a Red Bull, got my 'club-clothes' on and they picked me up.
I made a call to a friend to hook us up with free valet parking downtown. We got there, went to one bar/club where the bouncer actually remembered me from months back - which was a surprise, so gave me no hastle. My friend, her sister, and my friend's husband of course had to whip out the identification - I felt "cool" not being carded.
The club was pretty fucking dead, which was a surprise, because usually it was always shoulder-to-shoulder. The two girls were hoping for more excitement and some dance-action, so we ended up going to a different club a little bit further out.
I had never even heard of it, but it turned out to be pretty fucking awesome. We were of course drinking a bunch. There were some pretty bad-ass "breakers" dancing - as well as having 4 of the best djs in the city spinning. I told "the sister" about how I used to breakdance when I was a kid. And yes, I really did break when I was a kid. That was not a "line." I had my little pocket-instructional-manual, and my sheet of cardboard. Anyhow, she thought that was pretty cool, and wanted to see some of my moves. HA HA! Well, Inept Boy doesn't have those moves anymore, but...
She did convince me to dance. So I danced. Fucking crazy...I wasn't "that drunk," where I could get persuaded into dancing against my will, but somehow she worked her voodoo and I was shaking my thing. Only one other girl has been able to get me to dance before! You know who you are!
** Let me take you on a slight detour for a moment **
My friend and her sister are apparently very fond of this one particular song right now, by an artist called DJ Assault. Have you heard of him? The song that they love and have apparently singing almost 24-7 is simply called, "Ass n Titties."
Peep this video that some kid put on Youtube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mkExUjwgaJs
So, yeah, that's the song. It's pretty amusing, actually. Definitely an old-school sound to it...
** Return to the story **
So, yeah, me and the sister were dancing/drinking and having a good time. Closing time hits and we're heading out for home. Original plan was for them to drop me back off at my apartment but I then got encouraged to go back to their house. Before we left, I was approached by an indigent and while I almost never give money away, for some reason, I did for this guy. I gave him $10 and he was sooo happy and gave me a hug. I told him to take care of himself and his brothers and he said that he would. He promised me that if we come down there again, he'd "wash my car." Anyhow...so I did a good deed.
Not even 5 minutes after leaving the club, my friend (the husband) got pulled over by the po-lice. This was going to be bad...right? You are probably picturing the scenario, us and a squad car, right? Well, broaden that picture to include SEVEN fucking black and whites and an unmarked as well. What the fuck!?
My buddy gets pulled out, we all get id'd and cops proceed to frisk and interrogate him while we're inside the car getting interrogated. Come to find out, that we have "different stories" because my buddy was telling the cops that he hadn't had anything to drink and his wife told one of the cops that he had "two beers." Cops said that he was going to be in a lot of trouble for lying. The girls are freaking out, I'm trying to keep it cool. I was sure that he was going to jail and we were going to get ticketed for P.I. - and the army that had surrounded us...it could have even been worse - when I was working downtown on the club/bar scene I saw these cops do a lot of shady shit. I saw people get arrested for nothing as well as cops beating people down. I was afraid that we were about to get our asses kicked.
Well, for whatever fucking reason, who knows...the cops let him/us go. I have no earthly idea why...maybe it was karma...and me giving the homeless dude a ten-er...or whatever...I do not have any idea why...I thought that they were going to follow us or something...surely.
So we went back to their house. On the drive home, the sister takes my hand to hold...which surprised me, and it took me way, way back. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to hold a girl's hand. It felt nice. (And the crowd goes awwwwww.)
We get back to the house, drink some more beers, and the husband and wife go to bed. Me and the sister then stayed up for another 3 hours talking and watching "Lilo & Stitch," and some Discovery Channel show about whales! (I can hear you laughing, but it was cool!) We were sitting pretty close, whatever, and the thought never came into my mind to "make a move," which my buddy teased me about the next morning when he found out that I didn't even try to kiss her. She did give me "the hug" before she went to bed though...hugs are nice too. (Awwwww.)
Oh well. I probably could have made a move, but...remember, this is Inept Boy here, I ain't got no game. I was just having a really nice time sitting down and talking with her.
Then, last night, I took a bunch of the friends out to dinner and she was there as well. One of my other friends was trying to get me to make a move on our waitress - she was definitely cute and was definitely flirting with me, but...you know. After dinner we all went to a friend's house to hang out, drink, and play Wii.
Then, it was time for them to go...we said our goodbyes, the sister hugged me again, thanked me for dinner, and I told her to have a safe drive home. Who knows when I'll see her again.
So all this kind of brings up my unfortunate luck of finding girls that I really get along with well - and just so happen to live far, far, away from me, thus making it highly, highly, improbable that any kind of relationship can ever be developed.
Well, fuck. So it goes.
Anyhow, I had a great weekend, and now, soon, it will be time to go back to Lonesome Hick-Ville...staying up late, waiting for that "wink."
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Happy Fucking Valentine's Day
Happy Valentine's Day readers!
It's been a little over a week since my last entry, and guess what??? I found a girl!
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just kidding. You were happy for me for a second there, weren't you?
Yeah, no results, and no advancements...well, that's not entirely true.
Remember how I'm stuck in this little fucking hick-town? Well, like I said, everyone seems to know everyone and apparently, three of the "little" high school girls that worked at (one of two) the grocery store here got very excited when they met me and two other guys I work with. They were flirting and following us around everywhere...wanted to know where we were from...when we told them "Dallas," they said, "You don't sound like you're from Texas!" (in the accent, of course)...and that was just the employees.
I went there yesterday by myself and got googled by more (young high school) girls grocery shopping.
Unfortunately, I am an old bastard, but not an old-dirty-bastard. Oh well.
I've learned that this dating site updates the winks,etc. in 30-day increments, deleting the old...so my numbers might be a little off now...so FUCK, but you'll still get the point.
Here's the update:
56 winks sent - 1 received
13 emails sent - 1 received
And my profile has been viewed 63 times.
If I remember correctly, in my last entry, I talked about how I felt bad about the way I handled that younger girl that I thought could be a problem...
Well, I sent her a short&sweet message:
Hey Sara,
It's been a while!How are you doing? I'm alright...I've been so crazy-busy lately. I've been out of town for work and just got back in tonight and have to leave again Sunday...ugh!!!!!!!!!!I'm doing this all month long...it's good experience and I'm learning a lot, and actually having a pretty good time, but it is sooo tiring. I worked over 60hrs this week and am trying to figure out how to get everything done while I'm at home (for basically one day!)...Anyhow, haven't heard from you but I thought I'd still send you a message :)
Hope all is well!
Josh
She responded:
hey.. i've been busy too.. way to busy!!! its cool.. keeping my mind off the crazy shit in my life!
I haven't talked to her since...not sure what she has going on, but I did what I thought I had to do.
And now, it seems like I'll be doing this traveling-thing for a while...and my subscription to the dating site was scheduled to end in April.
*NOTE* I heard from others that have used this site that the site will automatically charge your credit card for a renewal if you don't tell them that you want to cancel...
So, the other day, I think it was Tuesday, I preemptively cancelled my subscription.
It's still good until April, but I won't be "investing" another $60+ in finding "that awesome girl." (that's my tag line, btw.)
I mean, I'll hardly be at home and when I am at home, I'm going to want to spend as much time as possible with my family and friends before I have to take off again.
I just don't think there will be any time to even try to find/develop a relationship with someone. Oh well.
I haven't given up, don't get me wrong...I'll still do my "wink" and email here and there, but honestly, I don't see it happening.
I really think that I'm just a "confirmed bachelor," albeit not by choice.
Just another day with inept boy.
Happy V-Day fools.
It's been a little over a week since my last entry, and guess what??? I found a girl!
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just kidding. You were happy for me for a second there, weren't you?
Yeah, no results, and no advancements...well, that's not entirely true.
Remember how I'm stuck in this little fucking hick-town? Well, like I said, everyone seems to know everyone and apparently, three of the "little" high school girls that worked at (one of two) the grocery store here got very excited when they met me and two other guys I work with. They were flirting and following us around everywhere...wanted to know where we were from...when we told them "Dallas," they said, "You don't sound like you're from Texas!" (in the accent, of course)...and that was just the employees.
I went there yesterday by myself and got googled by more (young high school) girls grocery shopping.
Unfortunately, I am an old bastard, but not an old-dirty-bastard. Oh well.
I've learned that this dating site updates the winks,etc. in 30-day increments, deleting the old...so my numbers might be a little off now...so FUCK, but you'll still get the point.
Here's the update:
56 winks sent - 1 received
13 emails sent - 1 received
And my profile has been viewed 63 times.
If I remember correctly, in my last entry, I talked about how I felt bad about the way I handled that younger girl that I thought could be a problem...
Well, I sent her a short&sweet message:
Hey Sara,
It's been a while!How are you doing? I'm alright...I've been so crazy-busy lately. I've been out of town for work and just got back in tonight and have to leave again Sunday...ugh!!!!!!!!!!I'm doing this all month long...it's good experience and I'm learning a lot, and actually having a pretty good time, but it is sooo tiring. I worked over 60hrs this week and am trying to figure out how to get everything done while I'm at home (for basically one day!)...Anyhow, haven't heard from you but I thought I'd still send you a message :)
Hope all is well!
Josh
She responded:
hey.. i've been busy too.. way to busy!!! its cool.. keeping my mind off the crazy shit in my life!
I haven't talked to her since...not sure what she has going on, but I did what I thought I had to do.
And now, it seems like I'll be doing this traveling-thing for a while...and my subscription to the dating site was scheduled to end in April.
*NOTE* I heard from others that have used this site that the site will automatically charge your credit card for a renewal if you don't tell them that you want to cancel...
So, the other day, I think it was Tuesday, I preemptively cancelled my subscription.
It's still good until April, but I won't be "investing" another $60+ in finding "that awesome girl." (that's my tag line, btw.)
I mean, I'll hardly be at home and when I am at home, I'm going to want to spend as much time as possible with my family and friends before I have to take off again.
I just don't think there will be any time to even try to find/develop a relationship with someone. Oh well.
I haven't given up, don't get me wrong...I'll still do my "wink" and email here and there, but honestly, I don't see it happening.
I really think that I'm just a "confirmed bachelor," albeit not by choice.
Just another day with inept boy.
Happy V-Day fools.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Just another week...
Well, fuck...sorry it's been so long since my last entry, I've been kinda busy, but...do you really care?
So where did I last leave you? I think I was contemplating whether or not I was going to call that girl.
Let's see if I can remember what happened...I was telling myself that I would call her after I ate dinner...which I did...eat...and then I talked myself out of calling.
Okay, so I psyched myself out of calling her. I got nervous. And it was "late," I was looking for all the excuses that I could...
Did I really want to call her? I mean, I was having all these second-thoughts going on in my head about not pursuing the relationship any further because of the potential problems, that is, different levels of maturity, that we'd be on.
I mean...fuck yeah, it'd be cool to date a younger girl. I would LOVE to do that! However, some younger girls are just that...younger. I mean, don't get me wrong...I too, like to get fucked up playing drinking games and hanging out at the bar with my friends, but that's something that I do on the weekends; what with having "responsibilities" and all...man, am I "old" or what? I can't do that all week long. I value my job...yes, I enjoy making money because I like spending money! I like having fun, and that costs money.
But, it's whatever...so I psyched myself out...I chickened out of calling her...I'm lame...
So what happened? The next day while I was at work, I sent her a text message asking how she was feeling - she was still sick, I told her that I "thought she probably wouldn't want to talk when she was sick," and she agreed, said she was tired of being sick, etc.etc.
And I haven't talked to her since...no text messages, no emails, nothing. At the same time, I haven't heard from her, with the exception of getting a "forward" from her that was bashing H. Clinton...guess she thought that I'd like that...
And I hate feeling like I just "ditched" this, but does it really matter???? I mean, this girl does live somewhere near me...what if I run into her? Awkward.
Do I send her an email letting her know that it was cool talking to her, etc. but that it just wasn't "happening"?
Did I mention that I paid $60+ for three months of this dating service?
Here's the updated total:
63 winks-given...2 received
15 emails sent...6 received
and my profile has been viewed...54 times...
Last weekend, I updated the profile a bit...changed the verbage...added another photo...
Not sure if it helped...probably not...
And now...I'm not even sure if the "dating-thing" is even a good idea, especially for this month of February, the month of love that it is...you see, during this month, I'll probably end up being "home," for approximately 8-something days; I'm traveling all this month for work.
But hey...there are prospects! I'm in a little town with about 10k people...and it is a very, very, interesting experience. You see, I'm a "city boy." I could write a whole 'nother blah-g about this...but, that would be too much work. Maybe you'll get lucky and hear something later...but fuck, I got off track again...
My third night here, and yesterday, I actually found a "coffee shop" in this town, and low and behold, there were two cuties working there! I ended up getting my coffee free yesterday (score!), due to some complications with their f'd up credit card reader. I went back there again today to get another coffee...same girl that served me yesterday...asked her if she ever got the machine to work/if it processed my card, she said "no," I tried to getr her to charge me for yesterday's drink and she insisted that it was free...what a nice girl. So I tipped her big.
Lame. lame. lame. I am so lame. Lame is my name...yum, yum, yum...(Anchorman?)
Hey, why the fuck not? This will be my new home for the rest of this month, why shouldn't I try to meet a nice girl? And they can't get any nicer than out here in the country, right? Probably not so hung up on all the things that the "city" girls are on...like money, height, you know the story...girls who like a guy for who he is?
I did check lastnight to see if there were any girls out here that were also on this dating site...there were two (2)...and no, I wasn't interested.
Sorry that this isn't too interesting and that you're probably wasting your time reading this, I promise to make it more interesting, very, very soon.
Soon, I won't even have the time to read all the emails and winks that I'll be getting from these women online...just wait, you'll see. It's going to be amazing.
So where did I last leave you? I think I was contemplating whether or not I was going to call that girl.
Let's see if I can remember what happened...I was telling myself that I would call her after I ate dinner...which I did...eat...and then I talked myself out of calling.
Okay, so I psyched myself out of calling her. I got nervous. And it was "late," I was looking for all the excuses that I could...
Did I really want to call her? I mean, I was having all these second-thoughts going on in my head about not pursuing the relationship any further because of the potential problems, that is, different levels of maturity, that we'd be on.
I mean...fuck yeah, it'd be cool to date a younger girl. I would LOVE to do that! However, some younger girls are just that...younger. I mean, don't get me wrong...I too, like to get fucked up playing drinking games and hanging out at the bar with my friends, but that's something that I do on the weekends; what with having "responsibilities" and all...man, am I "old" or what? I can't do that all week long. I value my job...yes, I enjoy making money because I like spending money! I like having fun, and that costs money.
But, it's whatever...so I psyched myself out...I chickened out of calling her...I'm lame...
So what happened? The next day while I was at work, I sent her a text message asking how she was feeling - she was still sick, I told her that I "thought she probably wouldn't want to talk when she was sick," and she agreed, said she was tired of being sick, etc.etc.
And I haven't talked to her since...no text messages, no emails, nothing. At the same time, I haven't heard from her, with the exception of getting a "forward" from her that was bashing H. Clinton...guess she thought that I'd like that...
And I hate feeling like I just "ditched" this, but does it really matter???? I mean, this girl does live somewhere near me...what if I run into her? Awkward.
Do I send her an email letting her know that it was cool talking to her, etc. but that it just wasn't "happening"?
Did I mention that I paid $60+ for three months of this dating service?
Here's the updated total:
63 winks-given...2 received
15 emails sent...6 received
and my profile has been viewed...54 times...
Last weekend, I updated the profile a bit...changed the verbage...added another photo...
Not sure if it helped...probably not...
And now...I'm not even sure if the "dating-thing" is even a good idea, especially for this month of February, the month of love that it is...you see, during this month, I'll probably end up being "home," for approximately 8-something days; I'm traveling all this month for work.
But hey...there are prospects! I'm in a little town with about 10k people...and it is a very, very, interesting experience. You see, I'm a "city boy." I could write a whole 'nother blah-g about this...but, that would be too much work. Maybe you'll get lucky and hear something later...but fuck, I got off track again...
My third night here, and yesterday, I actually found a "coffee shop" in this town, and low and behold, there were two cuties working there! I ended up getting my coffee free yesterday (score!), due to some complications with their f'd up credit card reader. I went back there again today to get another coffee...same girl that served me yesterday...asked her if she ever got the machine to work/if it processed my card, she said "no," I tried to getr her to charge me for yesterday's drink and she insisted that it was free...what a nice girl. So I tipped her big.
Lame. lame. lame. I am so lame. Lame is my name...yum, yum, yum...(Anchorman?)
Hey, why the fuck not? This will be my new home for the rest of this month, why shouldn't I try to meet a nice girl? And they can't get any nicer than out here in the country, right? Probably not so hung up on all the things that the "city" girls are on...like money, height, you know the story...girls who like a guy for who he is?
I did check lastnight to see if there were any girls out here that were also on this dating site...there were two (2)...and no, I wasn't interested.
Sorry that this isn't too interesting and that you're probably wasting your time reading this, I promise to make it more interesting, very, very soon.
Soon, I won't even have the time to read all the emails and winks that I'll be getting from these women online...just wait, you'll see. It's going to be amazing.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Let the games begin!
Fuck!
So now I can finally start writing about this online dating experience-thing.
So far, I've been a "paying" member for about 2.5 weeks.
During this time, I have sent out approximately 53 "winks" (I'll define those in a minute) and 15 emails to women.
So what are these "winks"? Basically, they're like an "ice-breaker" for conversation. They allow you to let the other person know, that you might be interested in them. If you wink at someone and they wink back, it might be a good sign!
* A note on the winks though...as I've come to find out, there are by far, more men than women on this website. This means that the women are getting, literally, up to hundreds of winks a day! They're probably not going to pay attention to them! This is a "con" of the online dating agenda.
So out of those 53 winks that I've sent so far, I've received two (2) winks back.
I've sent 15 emails and received six back...two were probably spam (as the girls didn't have any photos/full profile).
The excerpt below was one of the first replies that I got (Day Two of signing up). I really like what this girl had to say. Dig it:
"I liked your profile but one really big problem.... you are way too short for me. I'm 5'11''. Too bad we seem like we'd have stuff in common but I really don't wish to date anyone shorter than 5'9''. Take care, good luck and thanks for the wink!"
- "Girl A" (names are withheld in this blog!)
Isn't that funny? I mean...yeah, I'm short, but I certainly wouldn't have a problem dating a taller woman. Superficial? Demeaning? Discriminating? Yes. But hey...this is something that I already knew. Girls prefer not to date short guys (even if they're not shorter than they are)! Strike One!
However, I did also get another email from "Girl B" (also Day Two):
"hey... i don't want you to think i'm blowing you off so i just wanted to say that i got your email and i will write more back later.. or you can write me on my email and i get that on my phone so i can respond back instantly..."
- "Girl B"
Sounds positive, right?
So, at this time, "Girl B" and I have been talking via email (and now texting) for the past 2.5 weeks.
Granted, these electronic communications have been short...which is kind of nice, but at the same time, non-conducive.
At this time, I'm a little unsure if I still want to pursue the communication with this one girl. She seems like a nice girl, but there may been a little bit of conflict with our levels of maturity. She's seven years younger than me, which I really don't have a problem with, if it weren't with the other things that seem to follow along with being "young."
Things that I know about her are that she likes to drink (a lot) - which is cool, 'cause I like to drink too, but she seems to do this a lot, all week long. I party on the weekends. I'm "old."
She just got a new car. The day after she got the new car, she got pulled over and given a sobriety test - which she passed! Good, right? Hmm...
She doesn't have any college-level education (her spelling/grammar are, well, pretty awful - I haven't included some of her other short-emails), which is something that I look for in a partner...too much, right? Am I now discriminating? She does have a job as a cosmetologist though.
I feel as though I might be digressing, but anyhow, last week, I get this email from her...late at night...and it says:
"so... I have to ask are we ever going to meet or talk on the phone or we just going to keep talking via email?"
- "Girl B"
Straightforward...a girl who says what she thinks...
So she's getting tired of this email game, right? Hey...I'm just trying to play it cool. Remember my first/worst online dating experience?
So today, texting...she's sick, says she's going to the doctor...and I'm thinking that I should probably go ahead and call her tonight...and that's where I'm at now.
But wait!
I forgot to mention that during our little conversations, we find out that we both live in the same area. When I say "same," I mean this girl might live in my friggin' complex! Now that, would be weird...
I mean, do I really want to date someone that lives in the same complex as I do? Would I have any "me" time? What if it didn't work out? Fuck.
So the evening is here...I'm hungry and want to eat. I'll have some dinner and than decide if I'm going to call this girl tonight.
Blah-g....
So now I can finally start writing about this online dating experience-thing.
So far, I've been a "paying" member for about 2.5 weeks.
During this time, I have sent out approximately 53 "winks" (I'll define those in a minute) and 15 emails to women.
So what are these "winks"? Basically, they're like an "ice-breaker" for conversation. They allow you to let the other person know, that you might be interested in them. If you wink at someone and they wink back, it might be a good sign!
* A note on the winks though...as I've come to find out, there are by far, more men than women on this website. This means that the women are getting, literally, up to hundreds of winks a day! They're probably not going to pay attention to them! This is a "con" of the online dating agenda.
So out of those 53 winks that I've sent so far, I've received two (2) winks back.
I've sent 15 emails and received six back...two were probably spam (as the girls didn't have any photos/full profile).
The excerpt below was one of the first replies that I got (Day Two of signing up). I really like what this girl had to say. Dig it:
"I liked your profile but one really big problem.... you are way too short for me. I'm 5'11''. Too bad we seem like we'd have stuff in common but I really don't wish to date anyone shorter than 5'9''. Take care, good luck and thanks for the wink!"
- "Girl A" (names are withheld in this blog!)
Isn't that funny? I mean...yeah, I'm short, but I certainly wouldn't have a problem dating a taller woman. Superficial? Demeaning? Discriminating? Yes. But hey...this is something that I already knew. Girls prefer not to date short guys (even if they're not shorter than they are)! Strike One!
However, I did also get another email from "Girl B" (also Day Two):
"hey... i don't want you to think i'm blowing you off so i just wanted to say that i got your email and i will write more back later.. or you can write me on my email and i get that on my phone so i can respond back instantly..."
- "Girl B"
Sounds positive, right?
So, at this time, "Girl B" and I have been talking via email (and now texting) for the past 2.5 weeks.
Granted, these electronic communications have been short...which is kind of nice, but at the same time, non-conducive.
At this time, I'm a little unsure if I still want to pursue the communication with this one girl. She seems like a nice girl, but there may been a little bit of conflict with our levels of maturity. She's seven years younger than me, which I really don't have a problem with, if it weren't with the other things that seem to follow along with being "young."
Things that I know about her are that she likes to drink (a lot) - which is cool, 'cause I like to drink too, but she seems to do this a lot, all week long. I party on the weekends. I'm "old."
She just got a new car. The day after she got the new car, she got pulled over and given a sobriety test - which she passed! Good, right? Hmm...
She doesn't have any college-level education (her spelling/grammar are, well, pretty awful - I haven't included some of her other short-emails), which is something that I look for in a partner...too much, right? Am I now discriminating? She does have a job as a cosmetologist though.
I feel as though I might be digressing, but anyhow, last week, I get this email from her...late at night...and it says:
"so... I have to ask are we ever going to meet or talk on the phone or we just going to keep talking via email?"
- "Girl B"
Straightforward...a girl who says what she thinks...
So she's getting tired of this email game, right? Hey...I'm just trying to play it cool. Remember my first/worst online dating experience?
So today, texting...she's sick, says she's going to the doctor...and I'm thinking that I should probably go ahead and call her tonight...and that's where I'm at now.
But wait!
I forgot to mention that during our little conversations, we find out that we both live in the same area. When I say "same," I mean this girl might live in my friggin' complex! Now that, would be weird...
I mean, do I really want to date someone that lives in the same complex as I do? Would I have any "me" time? What if it didn't work out? Fuck.
So the evening is here...I'm hungry and want to eat. I'll have some dinner and than decide if I'm going to call this girl tonight.
Blah-g....
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