Do you know what I find disheartening about internet dating?
Apart from the cum shots, requests for nude photos, and first dates?
The emphasis on looks.
Doesn’t everyone realize we are all in the process of losing our looks and that all we’ll have to keep us company in our twilight years is the personality of someone we fell in love with?
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I look at pictures as much as the next person.
But I also read their profile.
And I shun the illiterate ones and embrace the well spoken ones.
Well, the latest guy I have been messaging is obsessed with how I look.
A young Cybil Shepherd, he says.
Yes, I’ve heard that before and thank you for the compliment.
But the fact is I am a 43 year old woman who is not getting any younger and if he really knew me, then he’d know that how I look is the least of what makes me attractive.
He made me go through each of my 21 profile pictures and tell him how long ago they were taken.
We’ll, 50% of them were takes 3 -5 years ago.
And the other 50% were current.
The whole process was rather appalling.
And I simply can’t handle his gushing.
Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to stand him up.
I’m going to lie and say I’ve met someone else.
It’s a harmless little lie that preserves his ego while simultaneously giving me an excuse to NO GO OUT WITH HIM.
Pretty, my ass.
STFU and pay attention to what matters!