I’m not exactly infallible. I’m more than willing to admit that, despite the way these last few posts may have read. Surely, there were times when I wasn’t exactly what the ladies I met were expecting. I can’t say this for sure, as they didn’t come right out and tell me, and I haven’t found any blogs other than my own that tell bad stories about me. But I’d say that due to the nature of internet dating, it’s bound to have happened.
There are also times that I know it’s my fault the date didn’t go well. For example, there was the time I gave the server my debit card only to have it declined, despite the fact that it was payday. It was awkward and embarrassing, to say the least. After checking my balance at the ATM later, sure enough there was money there, and it turned out to be a glitch, but the damage was done. I assured my date that I’d get it next time, but as you might imagine, next time didn’t happen.
Let’s not forget the numerous dates spent sitting in uncomfortable silence. The chemistry and back-and-forth that existed online just wasn’t there in person. There was a time that it WAS there in person, and we had a good time, until the good night kiss. Our kissing styles didn’t exactly complement each other, and it was somewhat like trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. Ahem.
Of the few previous relationships I’ve had that started this way, they proceeded on like any normal relationship, of varying lengths. Some ended relatively well, and some very badly. So it goes with meeting someone any other way.
Assuming that I had a point in these last few posts, it’s this: bad internet dating stories exist for both genders, and some of those are as simple as “it just didn’t work”. Sure there’s the potential closet crossdresser, axe (dagger?) murderer, etc., but those can all be found off of the internet as well. “I met him/her on the internet” just gives the story an extra kick, and helps reinforce a stereotype that’s already starting to slowly fall away.
