Internet dating.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010 4:29:14 PM
I have recently (mainly due to loneliness and boredom) started using internet dating sites. So as per usual where my life seems concerned, there is always a ridiculous/humorous story.
First date: A "Japanese" girl who made us meet in a petrol station miles out of town. I don't think she was Japanese and she wasn't 42 like she said. I think more like 25. Well that didn't matter. But apparently i was her 20th "date" on the same crappy chair in the same crappy service station. I felt like I was being interview. It was all quite odd so i just called it a day.
Second date: A Ukrainian lady (42). I arranged to pick her up in a cab. She kept me waiting 10 minutes. (Cab drivers don't really like waiting). Got to the pub. Bought a couple of rounds of drinks. Soon discovered that she had no money on her and no access to any. Sigh. Then asked me to lend her £10 which she would repay in 4 days, in exchange for a security deposit of some fake gold. I soon called it a day.
Third date: A self confessed witch. Nice girl. Didn't click. End of.
Anyway, i think the moral of the story may be that internet dating is very hit and miss. More miss than hit.
I think i might try chatting up the real thing.
First date: A "Japanese" girl who made us meet in a petrol station miles out of town. I don't think she was Japanese and she wasn't 42 like she said. I think more like 25. Well that didn't matter. But apparently i was her 20th "date" on the same crappy chair in the same crappy service station. I felt like I was being interview. It was all quite odd so i just called it a day.
Second date: A Ukrainian lady (42). I arranged to pick her up in a cab. She kept me waiting 10 minutes. (Cab drivers don't really like waiting). Got to the pub. Bought a couple of rounds of drinks. Soon discovered that she had no money on her and no access to any. Sigh. Then asked me to lend her £10 which she would repay in 4 days, in exchange for a security deposit of some fake gold. I soon called it a day.
Third date: A self confessed witch. Nice girl. Didn't click. End of.
Anyway, i think the moral of the story may be that internet dating is very hit and miss. More miss than hit.
I think i might try chatting up the real thing.












Stara liteStaralite # Sunday, October 10, 2010 1:56:05 AM