i actually met my current husband on Match—but, Match was nothing like dating apps now. Match kinda favored writers b/c you had to write about yourself and be able to “read” others (not just swipe on photos). it worked for us b/c neither of us GAF about dating and we’re both full of things to say.
i would’ve never done it but a friend of mine was internet dating and miserable with the guys she met. she said they ALL had 3 things in common: prominently displayed taxidermy, conceal carry permits, and herniated discs.
i asked to see her bio and found the problem: she said she loved fishing and the outdoors—bingo! i helped her edit the bio and picked guys out for her. i saw a guy who i thought was perfect for her, but she was NOT interested. his photo was and action shot of him belly-surfing on an exercise ball. i thought, “there’s a guy with the right attitude.”
she said, “he’s a dork, but since you’re so good at this, i’ll pay your membership fee and YOU give it a whirl.” challenged accepted…somehow i forgot that i’d just left my marriage of nearly 20 years; the divorce wasn’t final, AND i’ve never “dated.” i just met guys the way normal ppl do…in bars.
i did it to be a good friend. she was letting me crash at her house while i pulled myself back together.
the first “date” was an unattractive, unfunny, HS dropout version of Simon Pegg who installed residential security systems. at some point i used the word “hoary” b/c i couldn’t find the word “venerable” and he took great offense saying “are you trying to make me look stupid?” no dude, you’re doing a fine job on your own.
talked a nurse for a bit. found out he was a practicing Catholic. i’m a lapsed catholic. big nope.
then the guy i thought was perfect for my friend reached out to ME, and we texted back and forth for what became months. he lived an hour away, or 45 mins the way i drive. by now i had an apartment. he’d come over and chat and i made food. we’d text some more. i was deep into my own shit—reading and writing. i went over to his place and we sat on his porch looking at the trees drinking beer and smoking weed. just…basic. no porn addiction (unlike the ex). no addictions to anything. we had similar sense of humor and political takes.
AI boyfriend/girlfriend is definitely what's next on our roster before IRL dating. People are too unused to interacting IRL to do it if there's still a promise of a new tech solution to their loneliness looming.
i actually met my current husband on Match—but, Match was nothing like dating apps now. Match kinda favored writers b/c you had to write about yourself and be able to “read” others (not just swipe on photos). it worked for us b/c neither of us GAF about dating and we’re both full of things to say.
i would’ve never done it but a friend of mine was internet dating and miserable with the guys she met. she said they ALL had 3 things in common: prominently displayed taxidermy, conceal carry permits, and herniated discs.
i asked to see her bio and found the problem: she said she loved fishing and the outdoors—bingo! i helped her edit the bio and picked guys out for her. i saw a guy who i thought was perfect for her, but she was NOT interested. his photo was and action shot of him belly-surfing on an exercise ball. i thought, “there’s a guy with the right attitude.”
she said, “he’s a dork, but since you’re so good at this, i’ll pay your membership fee and YOU give it a whirl.” challenged accepted…somehow i forgot that i’d just left my marriage of nearly 20 years; the divorce wasn’t final, AND i’ve never “dated.” i just met guys the way normal ppl do…in bars.
i did it to be a good friend. she was letting me crash at her house while i pulled myself back together.
the first “date” was an unattractive, unfunny, HS dropout version of Simon Pegg who installed residential security systems. at some point i used the word “hoary” b/c i couldn’t find the word “venerable” and he took great offense saying “are you trying to make me look stupid?” no dude, you’re doing a fine job on your own.
talked a nurse for a bit. found out he was a practicing Catholic. i’m a lapsed catholic. big nope.
then the guy i thought was perfect for my friend reached out to ME, and we texted back and forth for what became months. he lived an hour away, or 45 mins the way i drive. by now i had an apartment. he’d come over and chat and i made food. we’d text some more. i was deep into my own shit—reading and writing. i went over to his place and we sat on his porch looking at the trees drinking beer and smoking weed. just…basic. no porn addiction (unlike the ex). no addictions to anything. we had similar sense of humor and political takes.
and we just never stopped…talking.
AI boyfriend/girlfriend is definitely what's next on our roster before IRL dating. People are too unused to interacting IRL to do it if there's still a promise of a new tech solution to their loneliness looming.
Yeah so many have stopped making an effort to be out in the world, and just exist online in their apartments...