My Mom is in town.. which puts a serious crimp in my plans to meet my newest online dating interest. From his profile I know he’s tall, handsome, a man’s man with a sense of adventure, and a soft romantic side! This one sounds pretty good.
Mom thinks this whole online dating thing is crazy. Of course, my mother has always found flaws with every man I have ever been interested in, so when she started in...
"Those men on those websites are all married.. they’ll tell you anything online because they’re only after one thing!"
...I just chalked it up to dear ol’ Mom being dear ol’ Mom. That is until we went to the movies Friday night!
We saw "Burn After Reading" and I began to worry - maybe she's right!!! The movie centers around a couple of self-centered screw-ups. One of those screw-ups is into online dating. Every man she goes out with turns out to be married and living some kind of lie... using online dating to have affair after affair with unwitting women who buy their BS hook, line and sinker!
OMG Gossip Girl!!!! Am I that screwed-up woman??? Is Mom right???? Halfway into the movie I started laughing so hard I was crying! The movie wasn’t that funny so it must have been hysterics kicking in over my new epiphany!!!
I started thinking of the advice given to me by a friend recently. He told me that if a guy only emails and makes excuses for not meeting right away, the guy is either:
1. Married...
2. In a relationship...
3. Hasn’t come out of the closet yet... or...
4. Has an STD!
Now, considering that I originally met this friend through a series of emails, I had to ask which category he fell into... I’m still waiting for that answer!
But I’m not letting cynicism ruin the 'blissful ignorance' of my little love life! After all, I’ve met a new, interesting guy on that dating website plentyoffish.com. We talked for hours on the phone this past week and agreed he would call so we could meet in person over the weekend and see where things go. He’s just what I need to prove the internet dating sites aren’t full of liars and scoundrels!!!
Friday: No phone call. No worries, he’s probably just busy with work. He’ll probably call me Saturday morning.
Saturday: No phone call. Is that doubt creeping into the back of my mind or just my mother’s words coming back to haunt me? No, no, no... it’s just me being paranoid after seeing that pathetic woman in that movie. He’ll probably call Sunday.
Sunday: I called the phone company to see if my phone is working.
No phone call all weekend!!!
So now I’m left wondering... If he ever does call, would it be rude of me to ask: "Which is it buster? Married or STD?!!!"
