I’m back to internet dating.
Because I already know all the single burner men in my Village and none of them interest me beyond friendship (and visa versa).
And honestly, I really don’t meet many single men my own age when I’m out and about.
I meet students and professors but they’re all upwardly mobile and I am holding steady as a modest event planner.
So it’s internet dating.
I met a guy the other day.
He seemed lovely and we chatted via Skype.
I like to see people’s faces when I talk to them.
I get a really good idea of who they are and what interests them.
Much more so than texting.
So there I am skyping when he takes me into the bathroom with him.
Because he had to go pee.
I quickly excused myself.
Time to go.
But he calls me back when he’s done.
I talk to him for a few minutes then excuse myself, hang up, and get back online.
Suddenly I get a message from him ONLINE.
He sends me a pouty emoticon with the words, “Why are you online? Weren’t we just talking?”
Now, let me tell you this.
There is no room for possessiveness in my life.
I love my friends.
We kiss and hug all the time.
A jealous man will get NOWHERE with me.
Realizing this, I tell this guy that it’s probably best if we don’t go out.
What happened next was a flurry of passive-aggressive texts that he sent to me.
“What’s wrong with me?”
“Why don’t you like me?”
“Well, YOUR loss.”
“I’m not into you either.”
And blah, blah, blah.
So there you have it.
Back on internet dating for a week and already the crazies are coming out of the woodwork.