I don’t know if there are truly no gentlemen left, or if there were never any out there to start with, but I am more and more convinced that no one has any manners or class anymore.
I joined a dating website – yes I know what you are thinking, and I don’t care.
Anyway, I am 36, still attractive, and looking for my prince charming. It is just a pity that there are so many cretins out there.
I have received 186 views in a day and a half, and thought I was doing quite well actually (even if I do say so myself), but that was until I read the mails. Half were from married men, one quarter were from men who are only looking for no strings “fun”, and the other quarter are either so needy they make me want to run for the hills, or so distant and aloof they make the petrol in my car seem like a better bet for a long-term thing.
According to the automatic matching thingy, there are 1000 matches out there for me with a rating of 90% and higher, based on my preferences, but when I write to them I guess they are either turned off by the assertiveness, what I have to say in my profile, or just don’t like my picture. What else is there to say? I did find a few of my friends and colleagues on there which was quite amusing. I guess we all say things about it, but are willing to give it a try anyway. After all – where are we supposed to meet people if we work long hours, and cannot be bothered to go to smoky booze-filled bars to meet people under false pretences? I say false pretences because it is not my natural habitat, and anyone I meet there will assume that I like to hang out there, which I don’t. It is a difficult call. There are not really any sports clubs, and people at gym are there for their “me” and "de-stress” time, so are not really there on the prowl. And anyway, who wants to me picked up hot and bothered, sweating, looking anything but your best with your but hanging out of a leotard or shorts that are hiking up into no man’s land?
I just don’t know what the answer is.
