Throwback Tales: Welcome To The Dark Side: Part 2

So a few weeks ago, I began to share the time of this past summer when I gave into the thought of trying online dating.

Almost a full week into it I’d ran across some party boys, a guy I used to be involved with, a guy who claimed I was his new B.F.F., a guy that looked like Glenn Close, guys who clearly weren’t schooled on proper pictures to use for a dating site (like really who are the chicks in your photo, sir) and a few other bunches of HELL NO.

Right when I was ready to back out of my decision of joining this online catastrophe I ended up connecting and chatting with a guy that had a mutual friend in common with me. My new friend was funny, sweet, never ran out of things to talk about with me and I genuinely began to look forward to hopping on and learning more about him and he seemed to feel the same. Could it be…..my luck was changing?!

Although the chatting never seemed to end between us and it was established through our mutual friend that we were both legit real people, my new friend never made a move outside of the chat room walls and I didn’t dare ask to yet because I didn’t want to be THAT. GIRL.

And while my new friend with potential didn’t make a move, two other guys however did.

The first of the two was a guy who reached out to me initially because he said he loved my shirt in my profile pic and ended up having a good sense of humor, loved Horror films, owned the same taste as mine in music….and looked like Zac Efron.

After non-stop conversation, “Zac Efron” eventually asked me for my number to continue our conversation via text which led to us soon a few weeks later to meeting up with our respected group of friends and ending in what I now refer to simply only as “HELL NIGHT”. It’s a Throwback Tale reserved for all on it’s own and trust me it is epic and still holds the running joke between my friends and I.

The second potential was a guy who messaged saying he was new to the area and wanted to go out for wine sometime. Wine guy seemed decent enough after a few chats so I agreed and chose a well lit and crowded spot–which is a must unless you want to end up on Investigation Discovery somewhere.

I arrived promptly at 7 only to discover not only is wine guy not there, he is now not responding to my messages. UMM REALLY?! Did I truly just drive clear across town in hopes of conversation and free wine and cheese only to get sat alone in a corner table pretending to be highly interested in my phone and not calmly planning my future cat collection?

After 10 minutes or so, I finally heard from wine guy. He lost track of time at the gym but was letting me know he was on his way and not far from our location.

Upon his arrival I was honestly annoyed, however relieved he looked like his picture although he sat in workout sweats and I officially felt like a dolled up fool. And as the date continue to proceed it was clear to me there was just no spark. WHY DIDN’T I LIKE HIM?! Wine guy was nice looking, a year older than me, friendly, polite to our waiter, had all his teeth, a good drink selection, seemed to have his life together and most importantly, didn’t try to get in Creep Mode afterwards. He was a gentleman. I eventually wrote off my blah feelings to him as being a time brat, tired, and still hungry thanks to surviving off cheese for the night and agreed to see him again soon.

That following weekend consisting of “HELL NIGHT” with Zac Efron boy is what made me pull the plug on my online dating adventure. My dating life is cursed, new boys or no new boys. Before making my official exit, I made sure to message my new friend that had never made a move that I was saying goodbye. His response?

“Don’t blame you. Hit me up on Facebook through our friend so we can keep in touch”.

HELLO PROGRESS!!!

By then wine guy and I had exchanged numbers so I text and told him the same in case he wondered where my profile went. His response?

“That’s right, because you already have Mr. Right”.

Now that I was officially offline, I still found myself with not one, but possibly TWO potentials still in the running. My second date with wine guy was coming up, and my new friend was now Facebook official–as a friend, that is.

It could only go up from here, right?

To be continued…..