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....

A little history...

This section may prove to be pointless, but I thought it might be nice to have...something to offer a little background on who I am.

So...I've always had bad luck with girls. Actually, that's not completely true. When I was a little kid, the girls loved me! I was soooo cute!

I think it was probably around the time that I had to start wearing eyeglasses that the girls started to stray away...I wasn't a nerd, far from it, but when you're 12-years-old, glasses aren't cool. It also didn't help that I was (and still am) short. (Now, I'm old-er, short, and balding - shaved though!)

I had a few girlfriends during middle/high school, but for the most part, I had pretty shitty luck with the girls as a teenager.
I did manage to score some contacts around the age of 15/16, which seemed to help, but not really.

I love girls, and I hope that no one gets too upset/defensive if I seem a little critical at times, but hey, I've been hurt.
I got "toyed" with a lot. I got lead on a lot by girls in high school. I wasted a lot of time, wasted money, and wasted a lot feelings. I wrote the poems/songs, I bought the flowers, listened to all their problems, took note of all those "special things" (favorite flowers, songs, books, etc.etc.etc.) all that shit that girls are always screaming for...but it never got me anywhere. Hell, that's still the case...
I've heard the whole "just friends" thing enough times, I almost predict it, naturally. Basically psyching myself out, expecting the worst.
The best thing about being at the bottom is knowing which was is up! Har!

Where is this going? Basically...from all the negative experiences that I've had with girls, and even though every guy will tell you this, I don't understand them. They'll say one thing and mean something else. They'll act like they like you and then turn you down. They like getting the attention but not the guy who's giving it...

I can probably say that I am now completely...inept...when it comes to women. And that sucks.

Sure, I had a bit of change of luck during college. I met that special girl. I spent my college years with her. I thought I was doing all the right things, and well, without dredging up the details, one of those bad things you see happen in all the sappy movies happened and I got dumped.
Don't get me wrong...me and this girl are still friends. She's actually one of my best friends.
But let this help you understand, I'm just that kind of nice guy.

Fuck...I am totally digressing. Or maybe not. Fuck if I know.

But in a nutshell, that's a little about me.

Honest intentions coming from a nice guy who is now totally timid and confused. Now, when I do get the courage to talk to a girl, whatever I'm trying to say usually comes out a mess, I'll get embarrassed, and that's that. It's a very tragic comedy. I could be Shakespeare's favorite character reference.

On with the show!

90 Days with Inept Boy - The Beginning

So, recently I succumbed to joining a dating website. Thus, "90 Days with Inept Boy" (I signed up for a three-month subscription). Over the past six or so years, I've actually been a "member" of a few, but in case you're not too familar with them, in order to actually access all the services - like email/chat/etc., you have to pay some cash-o-la. This has its pros and cons. For example, you could be a member and send an email to someone else, but unless they're a paying member...they won't be able to read your email, thus your efforts are fruitless! That sucks! Anyhow, first...

I'd also like to preface this blah-g by saying that after my last online dating experience (which occurred about 4-5 years ago), I told myself that I wouldn't do it again. Want to know the story? Okay...here goes.

I started talking to this girl - our conversations were great and she was great looking. We finally meet - she doesn't look anything like her posted pictures. When I say that she didn't look anything like the pictures, I honestly mean anything! She could've been a completely different person for all I know.
Of course, I was pissed about this, I mean, not only did she look completely different, but she wasn't "good looking."
However, being the nice guy/good sport that I am, I figure...fuck it. I'm already here, so I'll try to make the most of it, walk around with this girl, talk, and then never talk to her again.
Well, as we're walking around, talking, she does one of those, "Do you mind if I ask you something personal?" questions...and we hadn't even been into the date for more than 15-20 minutes!
Shit, I'm thinking to myself, what is she going to ask me? You see, I was born with these birthmarks that look like little brown spots, I'm sure you're familar with them, seen them on a person at some point in your life, but anyhow...this chick sees these and asks me if I was a burn victim. What the fuck? I mean...rude! Even if I was, damn girl!
So this pisses me off anymore. After that, I was like, fuck this, this girl sucks, I don't want to be here, etc.etc.etc., yet...all with a smile on my face :)
Turns out, towards the end of the date, that this girl got a ride to our "meeting spot" from her dad, whom she was living with at the time (and yes, she was an adult) and can't seem to get a hold of to come pick her up.
Fuck.
So again, being the nice guy that I am, I drive this girl home, which was about an hour out of my way.
A day or so later, I'm reading this girl's blog - which I hadn't read before, and am startled by what I read. Thankfully, it wasn't about me, but it did however, contain a lot of personal information relating to her fondness of self-mutilation and doing interesting things with a man's "junk."
Ha ha! Isn't that funny? Thank Boognish, could it have been worse? Actually...yes, but it didn't. I didn't respond to any of her emails/calls after that. Was that wrong? Possibly, but hey, this is Inept Boy you're talking about.

So, let's see...that was my first/worst online dating experience.

What happened after that? First, my readers, you'll have to get a little bit more history about who Inept Boy is...