Over the years, I’ve met many, many people on the internet. I used to date through a local online dating/personals type place (NEVER again, and as I type, I can see the Doc’s head nodding in agreement, figuratively, of course). At that point in time, though, I had 19 dates in 21 days.
It was really quite comical. My own personal variation on speed dating I guess. The funniest part of it was that I wore the same dress about 17 of those times, because I really looked good in it, and it’s not like they knew I’d worn it before.
But, if you want a laugh, each time and went to the same restaurant all but two of those dates. And the funniest part is, I didn’t pick the restaurant–they did!
Of course, at the time, I lived in a small town and there was only one real ‘fancy’ restaurant here, and I guess they were all trying to impress me. For those of you who knew the area or know me from the area, it was Harrigan’s, in case you were wondering. The two who didn’t take me to Harrigan’s, one took me to IHOP at 2am (’cause nothing else was open) and the other took me to Red Lobster. I liked the IHOP guy. He was one that got a kiss, but that was the end of it for him, I’m afraid. Coffee was good, though.
I would have been impressed by some originality… what happened to a ball game, a picnic at the duck pond, bowling even! Something, anything! Hell, take me roller skating. Okay, not so much now, but I was better looking and healthier back then–I would have skated. I know I would have! A park? something, anything other than a fancy restaurant fall back. Be creative, guys!
Of course, the hostess at that restaurant must have been thinking I was some kind of high class prostitute or something. Gotta give her props for being professional and not saying anything in front of me or the guys.
No, I didn’t sleep with any of them. Sheesh, don’t you know me better by now?
Or maybe you do and that’s why…
Uhmm, never mind…digressing.
Like that’s anything new. Like anyone really ever sleeps in bed anyway.
I kissed a couple of them, mostly I didn’t even bother. Not that I’m judgmental, but I can usually tell within a few minutes of meeting someone if a spark is there or not. If it’s not there, it’s just not going to be there, period.
One of the guys and I started dating, but then he got a job transfer to another city, about 9 hours away. We’d not known each other long enough to consider moving, and long distance wasn’t going to work. El Paso was NOT anywhere I wanted to be, ever.
Another guy and I started dating for a while after this speed dating thing, until he was killed. Seriously. He worked for the railroad as an engineer. We’d gone out a few times, and then I hadn’t heard back from him. Waited a bit, then called him up one day and his sister informed me he was killed on a job. They had a derailing of a train and he was on site and they were using a hydraulic jack thing, with this handle on it, and the tech guy pulled the pin thingy, ’caused the jack handle to pop up, got the guy right under the chin, killed him instantly they said. Read about it in the paper a couple of days later. So sad.
I met this one guy on the internet several years ago, and spent a couple of fun weekends with him, until I discovered he had a wife… not good. A quick email to her and that ended the fun… much, much more for him than for me, I’m sure.
Lived for a year with someone I met on the internet once… you know how they say you can’t really REALLY know a person until you spend some time with them? This is true. Don’t so much regret this one as much as I wish things had happened differently. If I had to do it over again, nope, wouldn’t do it.
Yet, I’ve made some really good ‘friends’ on the internet, people I’ve come to depend upon, people I enjoy their company or the way their mind works. People who care. People I care about.
Would we be friends if we had met in person?
I don’t know, and perhaps I don’t care all that much myself. What really matters to me is that we are friends here online. But then, online, people tend to disappear. As though they never existed as a part of your life. And though it hurts to lose someone, even online, somehow it’s easier to take the loss of an online friend than it is to lose the presence of someone you spend face-to-face time with.
A ‘friend’ of mine online has just said he’s leaving ‘online’ at least in the venue I knew him in. I hardly knew him, but I do find I’m going to miss him.
I’ve had people in my forum who just stop posting one day. Sometimes the presence missing is felt, sometimes they just fade away. I wonder sometimes if I’m the only one who ponders, “Where did they go? I hope they are well…” and then wonders about their story.
Maybe that’s the writer in me, always looking for the story.
I remember when one lady who had been battling a terminal illness finally died. She was on Yahoo! 360. We mourned for her loss. It was definitely felt by many.
Then you have to wonder sometimes what is real on the internet, and what would prompt a person to just disappear. I don’t mean, like my friend, who said he was leaving and I’m sure he has personal reason for it too, but more when one day someone just up and disappears, profile gone, emails bounce.
Can you believe anything with that person was ever real?
Did they die?
Just some rambling thoughts. Tell me your take?
Have you ever ‘lost’ an online friend? Have you ever done the ‘internet dating’ stuff?
Love and stuff,
PS: Speaking if fickle and mistresses, have you read THREE: Monogamy Multiplied yet? You really should. It’s an awesome erotic novella. Enjoy it!