I did online dating off and on for a number of years. I really liked it most of the time. But there were nights when I asked myself why I continued. The woman I went out with ranged from average to very attractive. I got stuck with a few that were less than average too. I'm not an asshole so I'd continued with the date but it was a one and done. Not talking about sex for those! Things that I learned were if the woman only has photos from her chin up, there is probably a good reason for it (very heavy). And also, if she isn't smiling, there is probably a good reason for it (bad teeth). Two stories about bad dates -
The first was when I felt like I was having a threesome on the first date. Yup! It was me, her and her cell phone. She left her car in a parking lot near her house. The restaurant we were going to was about a half hour away. She checked it a few times during the ride there and was on it a lot at the restaurant. Before we ordered I asked if her phone wanted anything. I said it with a smile hoping she'd get the hint. Nope! Back to texting more after we ate. We were talking through all this but it was a total turn off. She asked where we were going next as we were leaving. Seemed disappointed when I told her I was going to be dropping her off. Of course she was still on the phone on the way back. I don't remember if I stopped when we got back to her car. I kept picturing the push and roll thing as we got to the lot.*
The other is when I learned to be leery of profiles that only show a person from the chin up. Woman sent me a message so we started talking. She just had a couple of pics. All of her face which was cute. We made plans to go out after I dropped my kids off Sunday night. She suggested a ghost walk tour which I've never been on. I told her that sounded good so she said she'd buy tickets. I thought that was nice of her to pay for our first date. Sunday afternoon she asked if I wanted her to pick me up, Wow! She paid for tickets AND she offered to drive! Something wasn't right... I declined the offer. I would be out anyway and didn't mind driving to meet her. She sent me a couple of messages as I was on the way. One said she's be standing outside her car. Another said something about two guys hitting on her. I saw red flags all over the place! It seemed like she was really selling herself. I got down there a few minutes later. I looked over and saw her across an uncrowded Walmart parking lot. GQ no longer returns my calls so I know I won't be in their magazine. But there comes a point when a person might want to know about extremes. So... a devil and angel popped up on my shoulders as I looked over and saw my date. I couldn't miss her because I'm going to estimate she weighted at least 350-400 pounds (at least). It's not like she was a tall woman either. All of that was on a body that might have been 5 1/2' tall.
At this point devil and angel scrapping it out. Devil was saying "Drive fast!!! Keep going!!! and Save yourself!!!". Angel was saying "No, we can not do that. You can't just leave her there". Angel won so I stopped. She suggested driving to the hotel where the tour started so I agreed. The ironic part is... the hotel was the same one I stayed at the night I got married. My wife was about 1/4 of the size of her. We got there early so we had time to talk. She told me her husband recently passed away. Like... 6 weeks before. I had to ask if she felt she should be dating so soon after he died. She told me he wouldn't want her to be sitting home alone. So the tour starts. It was a walking tour around town. I found we were always at the back of the pack. The reason was because she couldn't keep up with the casual pace everyone was walking. So I started to drag further behind so it looked like I was the one holding us up. We made it through the tour and back to her car. At that point she gave me a small gift bag. It's been years so I don't remember what was in it. Nothing expensive. Just something thoughtful that I probably mentioned I liked while we were texting. She was a very nice person but wasn't the person for me. No hug, kiss or any other physical contact when we got back to my car. I was out of there!
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