Editor's note: Welcome to our weekly guest series Diary of an Online Dater, written by an anonymous 20-something blogger matchgirl.
Editor's note: Welcome to our weekly guest series Diary of an Online Dater, written by an anonymous 20-something blogger matchgirl. This week she went on her first Match date, see how it went!
Week 3: This week started out well. I was emailing with two guys, one younger than me, the Italian, and one a few years older, the Intellectual. I lost interest fast with the Italian, for a few reasons. The first was that his profile seemed a little too good to be true. After reading his long list of accomplishments, my bestie hit the nail on the head when she said: "He also invented shoelaces, did the voice of Simba in The Lion King, widdled JFK's coffin out of an oak tree, and never blinks." But mainly, he just didn't make me smile or laugh like the Intellectual. It's hard to put effort into getting to know someone when there's something sparkly over here . . . I get distracted by shiny things, what can I say?
I also got a response back from one of the (many) guys I sent emails to last week, the Normal Guy. So maybe I didn't suck at emailing as much as I thought I did? Maybe they were all on business trips or just moved and don't have Internet yet or got lost on a hiking trip? In his response he mentioned going for drinks, which I'm all about, not necessarily because of the alcohol, but because I'm discovering that meeting people in person is like ripping off a Band-Aid: get it over quickly and it's (mostly) painless. He wasn't in my top faves, though, and after a few back and forth emails about riveting topics like the weather, our jobs, and our neighborhoods, there is no further talk of meeting. Bye Normal Guy!