Tactical Strategery

So, I've decided the new tactic I am using on Match, to avoid being advertised the same people over and over is to hide profiles of the people that I do not match.

Not sure what sadist actually programed the matching algorithm, but they seem to want to show me people who look great, but only are looking for women 18-30…or 5’6” or taller….or who are athletic and slender.

I think it’s pretty screwed, to tell you the truth…it’s like a slightly more honest version of a bar, I see someone hot…oh yeah, they don’t want me.

I’ve also hidden people that don’t quite fit the bill for me and blocked a few who were just offensive…do you KNOW how offensive that must’ve been?

Thus far I’ve hidden 330 profiles and blocked 5 so they can’t find me again and the quest continues.

First Date, On the Second Go-'Round

So I did it again, yup, decided to go on a date with someone who was outside of my guidelines.  In this instance was a bit older than I'd been looking for AND had a six-year-old at home.

First he changed our date location (it was supposed to be a half-hour coffee thing) to a bar in a restaurant; so I had to meet him, after I met him, after another 10 minute drive.  Sounds like a ploy to me, somehow suspicious.

Then he complimented my face, how pretty.  Why thank you.  "You look just like your picture!" I don't know why you're surprised, it's a picture of me.

We were talking, he asked me a question and I shifted in my chair to face him while I answered.  He didn't skip a beat, "I like that too."  In reference to my chest and remaining upper body.

*shudder*

I had errands to run, since this was supposed to be a short coffee-thing I didn't run them before-hand; I tried to excuse myself politely, he said  "Can I go on your errands with you?"

Um, no...I have to pay my rent and buy cat litter...that's not a date.

It almost felt like he was trying to arrange to get me alone in a car, weird, he kept pressing it.

After another 15 minutes we left the restaurant, I agreed to meet him for a second date...using my three-dates rule, after all.

However, in the coming days he would write me more and more familiar emails -- nothing bad or dirty, but too familiar for someone I just met.

I had to tell him, I just couldn't go out with him again, because of this familiarity.

I really have to re-think that three date rule.

Take 2

Hope springs eternal...I'm trying Match again. 

Cross your fingers, wish me luck....here I go.

Quality

Really? Quality female...for breeding?

Can I Get Spell Check Up In Here?

Dear Match.com-er,

Please, please, PLEASE use spell check when posting your profile.  I realize that you might be part of the ESL group, but Word will correct “Ethiopian,” “coffee” and “favorite” at least.

My ethnicity: father is Ethinopian(born in Ethiopia. While my mother is Italian born in

My religion : I am Christian

Favorit things: Fine cuisine any city in which I am love Italina, Jaanese,American and chins food.

Last read : Aviation magazines, business books

Interests : coofee and carpet picnics for two, conversation , cooking out , movies/videos, shopping/Antiques, watching sports.

Interesting Dates….Guy #3

So, there I am, breaking my rule about no kids….but I figure, maybe not EVERYONE has a crazy ex-baby mama….sooooooo…..

This guy works for the gaming industry, so he had some interesting things to talk about.  We went out for coffee…notice a theme here?  We ended up talking until they closed the shop, that’s a good sign, right?  However, at the end of the night he divulged he had to get back home, his nearly adult son needed his meds.  Oh, that’s not a good sign.

We made dinner plans, he took me somewhere very nice and I managed to behave like a human.  He dropped me off at my Sister’s place (my SF Valley home-base) and gave me a very lovely goodnight kiss.  I did notice that he was so thin that not only could I get my arms all the way around him, but I could snap him in half because I’m not a gentle girly-girl, I’m more like Mongo.

At dinner, though, he brought up the son again….like he has a new car because the son totaled the last one….son is in recovery….well you get the idea.

Then I get a text, deadlines and upcoming holidays are going to suck up all available time.  I completely understand.  Then, radio silence…..for a month.  I figured he was no longer interested, as it seems that’s the way men let you know they’re not interested.  But no, in this instance I think he was just busy.

Sadly, I had to let him know that there’s enough craziness in my own family that I don’t need to rope in any more.

Interesting Dates…..Guy #2

Out of the blue I heard from a guy I had been texting back and forth with month earlier.  I assumed that he was no longer in his relationship (the one I saw him enter into on FB, right before I unfriended him).

Would I like to meet for coffee?  Sure, that’s pretty non-committal…coffee….10 minutes or more if you want, easy to escape….not like an entire dinner, where you have to suffer for 2 hours or more if the night goes downhill fast.

So coffee it was…he was interesting….but talked too much about his most recent ex.  I don’t mind hearing stories about ex’s, but not over coffee….not in the first few minutes.   But he was mostly interesting to listen to…and he asked me to dinner.

I have my three date rule…you know, three dates before I make the decision as to whether to see you again.  I know, there’s a three date rule for sex, but that’s not *MY* rule.

So, dinner it was…relaxed pizza place, nice….couple of beers, some pizza, some talking.  He’s still kinda’ weird, but seems like maybe he’s coming out of some sort of shell.

He walked me to my car, but when I turned for any type of “good night” closure, kiss/hug/something, he was standing pretty far away.  I leaned in and hugged him anyway, he was awfully stiff (his whole body, you pervs).  That’s really not going to fit well with me and my touchy-feely group.

A day or two later he asks me out again for Saturday.  Unfortunately, I’m not available the upcoming Saturday, I have family obligations, would the following Saturday work?

So, two weeks pass…I don’t hear from him…..Saturday afternoon appears and I text him, “As I’ve not heard from you, I’m assuming you don’t want to see me tonight.”

I got a response that boiled down to “I’m looking for someone with more availability.”  Really?  I can’t make one Saturday and that means I’m not available?  Wow, I knew something wasn’t gelling, because that Saturday would’ve been the aforementioned third date and it wasn’t looking favorably….BUT COME ON….one Saturday?  I’m guessing that my “control freak” radar wasn’t going off for nothing.