Deleted my PoF Account

I couldn't find the required "delete" through their help menu, this is an excerpt of my profile, I have since found their Delete....thank goodness.

I’m deleting my account because I’m disappointed with the inability of most users to read what I'm looking for and then either respond or not as fits the case.

I understand that I may appeal to what you’re looking for, however, I have a specific set of things I am looking for – if you don’t meet those then no matter how wonderful you are, you are not the right person for me.  I will never be so rude as to not respond to someone, however, don’t read into my politeness.

I want someone with a job who can support themselves, someone who’s not looking for a fling and certainly not a married man.

On-line dating world, I’m disappointed with you – that’s all I can say really – you should hang your collective head in shame.

Guess I’m Not as Straight-Forward as I Thought

Yes, I did go on a handful of dates with the same person, I know, a shocker – right?

I knew I was going to tell him that I wasn’t interested in seeing him anymore; however, I was going to wait until I saw him again as I think people deserve that type of thing face-to-face, not via text.

What sparked that?  We made plans to meet at Disneyland, I told him that he didn’t have to worry about paying for me and that I’d be driving myself as I was already going to be in the area.  The day before our scheduled meeting he found out the cost of the tickets and parking and backed out.

Now, I can understand that it’s an expensive day out and that sometimes people just can’t afford that type of thing.  What bothered me is that he’s lived here since the 80’s, so he’s got to know that Disneyland is pretty pricy.  Secondly he’s got internet access, but asked me to look that information up for him.  And the topper, making a date and then breaking it due to cost.

Had he said “no” right away or “Let me check my calendar and see if I can” and by calendar I mean wallet, that would’ve been a different story.

Anyway, he was texting late in the evening, while I was driving out to Faire.  I was short, mostly because…you know…driving.  And he gave himself the brush-off via text.  “Let me make this easy…would you like me to stop texting you?”

Wow, I mean, I know I’m pretty blunt – but East Coast people, you have me beat.

Saw this at the bottom of one of my dating websites (take 3)

Women’s Top Ten Favorite Conversation

1. Hopes and aspirations
2. Hobbies/interests in general
3. Music
4. Dreams
5. Romance
6. Friends
7. Travel
8. Vacations
9. Movies
10. Entertainment

Women’s Top Ten Least Favorite Conversation Topics

1. Politics
2. Other dates
3. Past relationships
4. Science fiction
5. Religion
6. Celebrities
7. Science
8. Antiques
9. Money
10. History

It turns out that I am not a woman, apparently…or the people writing this list have never spoken with my friends.  Or perhaps it’s the list for dating air-headed bimbos or something – I’m not quite sure.

Yes, Yes I Did

I did, in fact, tell someone I would have to kill them if I told them what projects I work on.

It was enough to say military and NASA to get him to back off.

Sir, I'm being vague for a reason, if I wanted you to know everything about me I'd simply email you my SSN, DL# and DOB - 'nuff said?

You made me a favorite? Ewww...that is all

"Seeking a submissive, shorter, curvy, very natural unshaven woman"

I always figure out what not to say…the hard way

I was decorating hats for an upcoming event, I was texting a gentleman about it.  Then I sent a photo of one to him with text about the hat and its inspiration.

Apparently you’re not supposed to say that you have a girl-crush in a text to a guy who might want to date you eventually.  I didn’t get a text back from him after that.

Addendum

He did talk to me in the hallway, which is more than I’ve gotten from him since he ask for my phone number.  He’s an engineer where I work, who referred me to Big Bang Theory (as though I don’t know engineers) to describe he and his friends/coworkers. I said it was one of my favorite shows.  He said I was Penny.  Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?

I was told this weekend that regardless of how I fight it I will end up dating someone from Faire.  That only those who participate understand the mentality.  Thanks great big heaps Elsa!

If I hadn’t been ignored into atrophying by the last couple of guys I went out with, who I knew from Faire I wouldn’t mind so much.

What I mean to say is, that while I don’t believe that sleeping with someone gives you any influence over them, it doesn’t immediately catapult you into a relationship or do I think that they’re not sleeping with other people, I do think that if they’re going to pursue something more meaningful with someone else they should let you know.

So, let’s all put two and two together here.  Yes, I went out with some people I knew from Faire, yes, I slept with said people….and yes I got to find out via FaceBook when they changed their status to “in a relationship.”  Hey, an email or text would’ve worked.

I can’t tell if I’m just that bad a judge of character, if I’m doing something wrong specifically (time to draft an exit survey for my bedroom) or if I just expect too much out of people.  But it leaves me feeling angry and upset and I’d hate to take that to Faire.

Look, I still want to gouge out my ex-husband’s eyes, and we’ve been divorced for over a decade.  I’m quick to flare to anger and I carry it with me for a long time, hey, I think anger and hate are long-distance activities and it’s in my genetic coding.  Yes, I can, in fact, hate you for the remainder of my life…or yours…whichever comes first.  I will say though…if you go first, I get to do a lively jig all over your grave.  No, I won’t change, and I’m not sorry.

So, now, Elsa…do you really think I should end up with someone from Faire?

Stalker-esque? You Decide....

I mention to everyone I email with, date-site-wise, that I work the RenFaire, which is why I’m not available on weekends March through June.  I found my chickens came home to roost.

While I have told people, come to Faire, it’s fun...you’ll have a good time!  I also say “hey, let me know you’re coming and I’ll try and look for you.”

Someone decided to come to Faire and take in the sights and tell me later that he had been there…and he had seen me….

Yes, just like that, kind of unsettling when you see it in print!  I tell people to let me know they’re coming, because with the parade of humanity coming in the gate I don’t always truly see people.  If I know to expect someone I may be on the lookout for them.  Thinking that someone came to Faire, someone who came looking for me, knowing they were ogling and left makes me feel strange.

I’m sure he didn’t mean it quite that way…but it is a bit unnerving, I’ve got to admit.  Well, dear reader, how would you feel? Hmmmm?

WTF is "Crazy Eyes?"

I have read too many profiles to count and have run across the phrase “please no crazy eyes.”

What in the world does that mean?  No eyes like Marty Feldman?  Does the birthmark in my eye count as “craziness?”  If I’m crazy but it doesn’t make it to my eyes does that count?

I realize that the eyes are a window to the soul, but does crazy really show up there?  What if my eyes were feeling crazy but I’m just fine?  How about the fact I hate making eye contact – does that constitute eye-craziness?

Would someone please clue me in on this?  I mean, really, if you don’t want to date a crazy person, just say that…but don’t pick on someone’s eyes for pity’s sake!

Insanity runs in my family...what if my eyes are fine but I give you THAT little tidbit - if you didn't see it in my eyes would I still be a contender with no "crazy eyes?"