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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Match (dot) Not


It's always been my saying ... "NEXT" ... when an attempt at dating doesn't quite work out.


I was reading Pink's "Next" post, about her date with someone she met at Match.com. With a bit of hesitation, I decided to write an experience I had.

It was 1997. I was a new single mom. I bought a house, finished decorating the whole thing, bought a dog, Quinn, and my kids were doing fine. I decided it was about time I caught up with the real world and by a home computer.

I decided on a Gateway, for no particular reason, set it up and I was good to go. But go where? I had no idea what was "out there." I had heard about all the evils the web attracts. I started surfing around.

I had heard about "chat rooms" but again, had no idea what they were all about. I was with AOL at the time, (A Oh Hell) and decided to check out these chat rooms.

I started clicking into rooms, not knowing what to expect. I remember my first room, it left quite an impression on me. I signed in, started reading what was being said and thought, hey this isn't bad. Seems like nice people, nice conversations going on. Most of them said hello to me as soon as I got in. I said a few things and I was feeling comfortable enough to click over to a few profiles. It got even better, how lucky could I get? There were so many men in this room. Wait, they are all men. Then I noticed the room name was M4M, and ding, ding, ding ... the bell went off. OK, so I boot scooted out of there and paid more attention to room names.

I decided to get out of "romance" and settled into the "friends" category. I found a trivia room, much safer. I was in there, playing and winning this game. I stayed for an hour. Nothing bad happened, I thought why not go in again the next night. I began playing in that room for about a week and got to "know" a few names and started chatting with most of them.

I was talking to this guy Dave in IM's for the most part. Super nice man.
::: remember I am still so unaware here :::

I haven't shared this story with many, but here it is.

Dave and I talked for about a month in IM's and e-mails. He was divorced, lived in Chicago, weekend dad, had a good job, engineer of some sort. We began to talk on the phone. He had the sexiest telephone voice I had ever heard. (again duh me) We carried on for about another month, chatting on line, on the phone, and e-mails. I sent him a couple pictures of me he sent me a few of him. He was very handsome. I'd say 6'3"... dark brown hair, nice trimmed beard. He had good taste in clothes. One photo was with him sitting in his convertible sports car.

He wanted to fly me to Chicago to meet him. What do I look like? An idiot? (ahem) Noooo, I said he could come to Michigan to meet me. I sent him the name of a hotel in the area and we made a weekend plan. I picked the first weekend my kids would be with their dad. He was to fly in on Saturday morning and out Sunday evening. That would give us two whole days. I was thinking it wouldn't be enough time, I really wanted him to fly in Friday morning and I would take the day off work ... well jeepers ... I wanted as much time with him as I could get! He couldn't take Friday off, so I had to settle for the weekend.

Saturday morning, I heard a car door. I looked out ... an old rusty, powder blue, dodge van, about 15 years old sat there. Walking towards my door was a fat man, about 5'4", balding, really balding, with no beard and coke bottom bottle glasses. He had a dozen red roses in his hand. Whew, just a flower delivery man ... I got scared there for a minute. I went to the door, opened it up and the delivery man said "Nancy?" ... "yes" ... "I'm Dave". ::: my jaw hit floor:::

Ummm, OK, come on in. Then I said, right away, "You look nothing like your pictures". He fessed up they were old. I said "Did you think I wouldn't notice that 5'4" isn't even close to 6'3?" He reminded me that in the pictures I saw, he was sitting down. "And your hair?" "Well, it used to be fuller, at least I still have it."

I think he figured out real fast that I didn't sent fake pictures and that this was not going to be a Chuck Worley Love Connection. He said as long as he was here, lets just be buds and hang out for the weekend. I did enjoy our conversations, so I thought what the heck ... for about a second. Then I quickly remembered, the movie "The Titanic" was out and it was three hours and fifteen minutes long. Screw the fact it was a love story and that I had just seen it the weekend before. This would give me three hours to figure out how I was going to ditch this guy without him going postal and killing me.

When the movie was over, I drove us back to my house. When I pulled up in the driveway, I just told him point blank, this isn't going to happen, not even as buds. He was nice and understood and got in his rusty blue van and pulled away. The End! Never heard from him again.

Sure, in the past 10 years since, I have met a few others on line. Very cautiously, and with zero expectations. I suppose there are some happily ever after stories, but I have made more female friends online than male.

Maybe I should follow up this post with the guy I met for dinner once that "forgot to mention" he was paralyzed from his waist down and arrived at the restaurant in a wheelchair . Or the one that let it "slip his mind" to tell me he was married. Or the one that just wanted to be friends because he had a girlfriend, but could I pose for some S&M/Bondage pictures they wanted to take?

Getting picked up in a bar, the old fashioned way doesn't sound so bad.

17 comments:

Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

Yeesh...that's a scary story! ;)

And you're right...at least, meeting someone the old fashioned way, you pretty much know what you're going to get! :)

lis said...

Yep, I'd say go the old fashion route too. It's all pretty scary anyway.

Biddy said...

LMAO...you poor thing. been there, done that. it was like reading my own hellacious trials of the internet...only, i never gave ANYONE my address! I always met them somewhere crowded. Isn't it funny how everyone starts out with AOL, discovers they hate it and switch to something else!?

Nancy said...

Stacy & Lis: it wasn't as scary as it was funny ...later. He was harmless, that part was lucky for me.


Biddy: fun isn't it? I didn't give him my address, but my home phone number. (I had just got a computer, you don't think I had a cell phone yet? lol) That was before I knew you could google a number and it linked you to the address. good lesson for me =)

mjd said...

Nancy, thanks for your comment on my Indiana post. Your adventures in online dating make interesting reading. I have to wonder what the short guy thought to gain with his false impressions, but I guess it could have been worse.

Gnightgirl said...

Oh, God, it's just awful, but I can't stop laughing. Maybe we should start a "Dates from Hell Blog."

I once refused to meet a chat buddy, and then after injuring my hip in a kickboxing class, was forced to meet him...in my underwear. He was the only "hip doctor" in town. I had to bend over in his face, while he massaged my hips. That after refusing to meet him for coffee.

Jami said...

Although as my mother used to say, "Don't pick that up! You have no idea where it's been!"

I think most folks who have been together a long time (raises hand) tend to stay together because, in part, they're too scared to face this kind of thing.

Nancy said...

mjd: I think he thought his winning personality would trump his looks. Too bad he lied ::shrugs::

GnG: LOL you story is also funny! My sister and I thought about that ... blogging about our internet dating and people we have met on line. She has some pretty wild stories too.

jami: Remember,I raised teenagers, it takes a lot more than strange guys to scare me, lol

Pink said...

Ha! Thats great - ya I had one that neglected to tell me he was married. His wife has called me several times now because BEFORE I found out he was married...I'd given him my number.

I feel for the woman, but geez. I haven't been in touch with him since I found out, already!

Dating is amusing. We are so vulnerable and goofy at it.

Anyone who lies - about anything - is a no no in my books. Especially height. I'm 5 foot 1 and darn proud of it!
xx
pinks

Goader said...

When he introduced himself that's when your eyebrows furl, you look at him with a slight tilt of your head and say, "What were you thinking?"

Too bad there's no such thing as maleware protection.

Michael said...

But you would have looked so good in a leather corset and whip...you totally should have just went with it. LOL.

(And j/k by the way!!!!)

Joan said...

I have heard of a few success stories from computer dating but they must be the minority. Sorry you had to go through all of that.

Nancy said...

goader and Joan: It was more humorous than anything else ... and very short lived. With a few exceptions, I am sure it is just a cat / mouse playground without much substance.

Michael: So ... you assumed I didn't take him up on their offer?
*smirk*

The Lone Beader said...

I am old fashioned, and would NEVER try to meet someone online like that. No is EVER who they say they are...

I believe that the only way to find someone is to not look.

Gloria said...

Slipped his mind that he was married? Oh, that is so fine, isn't it? Smack him. Net dating could work, at least it did for me. But sometimes you have to weed through the bushes to discover pretty roses. ;) That said, I don't put much faith in net dating either. I was just lucky.

Michael said...

That was wrong on so many levels...LOL ;)

Cece said...

I just found your blog, very nice!

What a crazy story. I think I'd be too chicken to online date, but that's really dumb b/c I've met my best friends online!