The case with on-line dating, supposedly, is that at times something better comes along than the person you are talking to. I’ve never had this happen to me. I can multi-task the conversations. I’m assuming the “next best thing” tends to apply to the men, and who they decide to contact. I’m worried that might be the case with the cynical journalist. I’m seriously putting assumptions on this. I’m a terrible person for patience, and I am actively working on that. People have lives and are busy.
It started with cynical journalist saying that he would like to meet me. Absolutely! I gave him my phone number. I would like to talk to him on the phone first before meeting him, if only just to arrange the (kind of?) date. He ended up instant messaging me that night. We had a very long instant message conversation. He seemed surprised that two people who had never met would have so much to talk about. I was equally shocked.
It gets so much better. I’ve been telling him about this non-profit I started up last May. There is a fundraiser coming up in February. He is very interested in the whole thing. Not even a feigned interest. It’s a definite real interest in what I am doing. I finally told him the organization’s name. He went to the website and said he liked it. He read my bio, and he said it made him feel that he hasn’t accomplished a lot. That’s terrible. That last thing I want is a nice potentially date-able guy to be intimidated by my accomplishments. He starts throwing out ideas of places to hang posters. This is where it gets even better. He tells me he has newspaper connections that he can talk to about the fundraiser. I couldn’t believe it. This guy is near amazing! At this point I’m figuring that he must have a significant interest in getting to know me. Why would a person use their connections for just anybody? He sent out some press releases for me, and the website is already getting hits by the papers.
From there we talked over some of the creepy people on the dating websites. He has only been on the website for about a week. We talked about our dogs, and some of their funny quirks. We discovered that we both eat Cheerios in the morning. He said “I’ll look forward to talking to you again, tomorrow perhaps.” That was two days ago! I know his name, as he gave it to me. I could friend him on facebook, but I am trying to reign in my inner creeper. Because that’s creepy, right? I hope to hear from him soon. I wonder if he thought my organization was more interesting than he thought I was.
-SJ
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