It had been 2 weeks since I've gotten any emails/winks/nudges and when I received an email from a balding, 39 year old, pet shop owner, who chose a picture of him riding a pony (not a horse, not a donkey....a pony), complete with a safety helmet, for a profile picture.
Over the weekend I spent some time with a fellow on-line dater and was looking for some convincing to renew my upcoming month’s subscription. She empathized and tried to encourage me by telling me about her date she had lined up for Sunday night.
As I questioned her for details I was becoming a tad jealous but then noticed some familiarity to her answers.
What website did you meet him on?
Does he have a cat that is named after one of the Gilmore Girls?
Suddenly I was searching for the words to tell one of my dearest friends, I had already been out with this guy. Acknowledging the potentially awkward situation, I decided to go with, “Holy $%^&*! I went out with that dude last month."
Not wanting to be a complete Debbie-Downer, I assured her he was a nice guy with great taste in restaurants. And when I mendtioned he couldn't hold his liquore very well, she understood why it didn't work out between us.
I've always been a believer in signs and now wondering if I should take these 'signs' as type of last call for the virtual bar scene. It's just so much easier to 'get out there' when you can do it from the comforts of a reclining lawn chair while wearing elastic waist band pants.
What's a girl to do?