Monday, September 2, 2013

It’s Raining Men (Or, Will I Consider Online Dating?)

It's raining men! But, unfortunately, they are not quite as
well-dressed as this.
I have this friend who shall remain nameless, and my friend met her husband through an online dating service. She has told me of the good experiences she had while immersed in the world of online dating, and has also assured me that, even when the inevitable weirdo or creepazoid turns up, I will have some great stories to tell should I choose to date online. I am still not sold on online dating as a way to meet the perfect man for me, though. First, how am I going to sift through my possible matches to makes sure that my potential dates are both mute and orphans? Second, is there a filter to ensure that my potential dates are neither too clingy, as was the person I most recently dated before deciding for the umpteenth time that I would never date again, nor too aloof, as was my ex-husband? Come to think of it, there should be search filters for every conceivable fault known to mankind. For example, I would love to rule out any man who uses the phrase “It is what it is,” or any man who would ever consider wearing a fanny pack, except in the form of a money belt while traveling in a foreign country.

But, unfortunately, even online dating can’t help me make sure my potential future matches are fault free. Lately, although I would not say I am at the point where I am ready to start dating exactly, I have been getting kind of curious about what’s out there. Well, I don’t mean that I wouldn’t date anyone right now, but it would have to come from a situation in which I was friends with the person first. I would want to get to know a guy so I could see what I was getting into before allowing the situation to progress to a dating relationship. I think I would be much more comfortable that way, though I must sadly say that it is difficult to even find suitable male friends. First, as a teacher who works with 99% women, I don’t have all that many places to meet guys, and, second, many guys either want to date you up front, or they will not be interested in hanging out with you at all, particularly now that we are all no longer in our twenties, and some people don’t want to waste their time with anything that isn’t likely to turn into a long-term relationship. But, I am not one of these people.

I would like nothing more than to have a male friend or two who I could get to know and do fun things with, plus, it would help me to remember how to interact with men because I am around women so much of the time. And, when you are around women all the time you tend to forget that men don’t want to hear things like the story of the new automatic bra sizing app you’ve found, or that Spanx are more comfortable if you buy them in a size larger than what you usually wear. However, as I said before, meeting suitable men is hard, even when you just want to be friends with them. You can’t go online to meet a male friend, because, in the code of online dating, you would have to mark that you were looking for a “casual relationship,” and then, as soon as you marked that down, you would start receiving private messages of photos of men in their underwear or worse. In online dating speak, a “casual” relationship means that you don’t want a relationship at all, and, to use nineties lingo, really just means you want a booty call.

Plus, if you do somehow manage to meet a nice man who is willing to be friends with you, you still will likely have to deal with his baggage in some form, or he will end up wanting to date you and you will not want to date him, or worse yet, you will end up wanting to date him and he will not want to date you. Although I am only really looking for friends right now, at least until I have known someone for a while, or until George Clooney moves into my neighborhood, I did go online to peruse some dating sites, you know, just to see what’s available. The results were truly terrifying!

I went onto a free online dating site called O.K. Cupid. I chose this site because Buzzfeed, one of my favorite places online to waste time, has mentioned it several times. All I did was choose a username and password, and I did not put up a profile or any photos. The site then allowed me to browse eligible men in the Atlanta area. After spending 30 minutes on the site, my main question was, “exactly what are these men eligible for?” Some appeared to be eligible for parole, while others appeared to be eligible for an immediate shower, and still others seemed eligible to take up residence on the feminine hygiene product aisle of Rite Aid, right next to the box of Massengill. I mean, many of these profiles were frightening!

I didn’t even bother to read through most of them. One of the first things that made me stop reading was when I could see that the guy had written a mini-thesis for his profile, meaning what he wrote was very serious, or that he was clearly trying to be very clever, or, my favorite, when he listed so many of his favorite books and movies that there was hardly any room for anything else. It was also a big turn-off to me when I recognized the names of many of said books and movies from top critics list of the last 20 or so years. I mean, let’s be honest here folks, while we all probably have read some award-winning literature, and watched some deep and meaningful movies that probably make us better people for seeing them, who doesn’t enjoy kicking back with a book so trashy or un-erudite that you have to hide it when your friends come over? And who doesn’t want to just watch Tropic Thunder, or Team America:World Police every once in a while?

Also, aside from the novellas these guys wrote to detail the facts that they don’t like to eat leafy vegetables, or that they are “always sarcastic, and if you can’t deal with it call the wambulance,” there were the profile pictures. Oh my, were they terrible! I mean, some of these photos were such that if I were tagged in one on Facebook I would remove the tag immediately, and then delete it from my profile hoping the online ether would swallow it up and keep it from reappearing ever again. There were profiles in which guys included pictures of themselves dressed up as sci-fi characters, as pirates, in swashbuckling attire, wearing MC Hammer pants, and wearing kilts. Now, my friend Larry likes to wear a kilt sometimes, and he is a very nice person, and, in my opinion, the only person who I consider it acceptable to ever wear a kilt. Men, please wear normal clothes in your dating profile pictures!

Men, do not post shirtless photos on your online
dating profile, unless you are this man!
Then there were the men that felt the best way to entice women was to not wear shirts in their profile pictures. When I see a shirtless man in an online dating profile picture, my first thought is not, “Ooh, look at those muscles! Does he work out?” My first thought is, “Can this dude not afford a shirt or something? Does he even have a job? DELETE.” The other phenomenon I noticed in some of these men’s profile pictures was that some of them seemed to include photos of themselves all cozied up with women that I guess were their female friends, or maybe their former girlfriends, or something. Now, guys, let me just tell you that, at least for me, showing me the other ladies you might possibly be out in the evenings prowling around with is not the way to my heart! After my half hour search, I had found one man who was attractive, wearing normal clothing, wearing a shirt, not pictured with his former high school prom date, and who didn’t write a Tolstoy-esque tome about the finer points of his taste in board games. However, because I am not ready for the world of online dating, I clicked right on past him, exited the site, and then proceeded to play about five rounds of Scramble With Friends.

Maybe one day I will be ready to start dating again, but, in the meantime, perhaps I will just continue to enjoy the company of my knitting and my cats.


Rene Magritte painting courtesy of http://www.wikipedia.org/
George Clooney image courtesy of http://tvrecappersanonymous.wordpress.com/

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