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Single Ladies – VH1
A few months of living in New York City had flown by and before I knew it…it was damn near Valentine’s Day. My new girl smell had worn off and the dates began to become few, far, and in-between. I was chatting with a girlfriend about being lonely and needing some company. She mentioned that a few of her friends have had success with Match.com. I immediately blew her off because I’m too fine and too fly to be on Match.com. Furthermore, how am I going to explain how I met my new man to my old-fashion Southern family!? They do not understand communicating via text message or Skype – how are they going to interpret meeting someone online!! The thought of being on an online dating site equals desperation and if someone I knew spotted me – I’d be embarrassed as hell. She finally confessed that she had given Match.com a shot – validating that normal people do exist on online dating sites.
I laughed the entire time.
I could not believe my ass was on Match.com searching for a date. Every wink, every instant message, every email would result in gut-busting, tear jerking laugh. This was quite possibly one of the craziest things I had ever done. Then it suddenly hit me that the process of looking for potential love and companionship isn’t a laughing matter…it’s serious. There were a few stragglers and spammers, but the majority of men that I was interacting with were attractive, black, successful professionals. I encountered physicians, police officers, military men, lawyers, and educators – all of which didn’t necessarily have time for socializing or meeting new people in social environments. I also noticed that majority of the men were looking for serious relationships…something that I wasn’t quite sure I was ready for.
The hunt search was very easy. I chose my ideal age range, ethnicity, and required educational background:
After you’ve reviewed his About Me and Who He’s Looking for section. Pay special attention to how you two match up. This section will be a side-by-side comparison between his requirements and his personal stats:
I spent a couple weeks on Match.com chatting and entertaining men. I finally decided to meet 3 men: School Administrator, Java Web Developer and a Marketer. The School Administrator was 15 years my senior but gorgeous. He knew damn well that he had no business even looking my way. According to his profile, I wasn’t even apart of his acceptable age range. His questions concerning my life goals and purpose left me feeling intimidated. Thus, I politely ended communication with him. He was simply too mature for me.
The Marketer was my biggest disappointment. He was down-to-earth, humorous, and hip. We spent weeks exchanging pictures, chatting via text and online. We even progressed to Facebook friends. I honestly thought I had a winner. After a few weeks of chatting, we decided to meet for coffee at a Starbucks in Midtown. I was excited – I felt like I was meeting up with a long lost friend. My mouth hit the floor when we finally met.
He had prosthetic hands.
I don’t really have a problem dating a man with kids. But just like kids, you should mention a handicap after the first few conversations or at least display a picture in your profile. I was mortified. I was so disturbed that I stuttered the entire conversation. He explained in full detail the near-death illness that resulted in him losing his limbs. I sympathized but being honest; I couldn’t handle dating someone with a handicap. Furthermore, he should have made me aware of his condition well before our meeting.
My final pick…the Java Web Developer was a goldmine winner. He was decent, educated, and one of the finest men I had ever dated. His beautiful Caribbean accent combined with his dreamy body was definitely a winning combination. I was spoiled with weekly dates and frequent communication. He was into me, but unfortunately I was elsewhere. We managed to date for close to 5 months but I couldn’t tell you anything about him. I can’t recall his favorite color, his middle name, or any identifying trait. He complained about me not being receptive or responsive to his advances. He begged for phone calls and kisses – but I didn’t hear him. I was still traumatized from my previous relationship. I wasn’t emotionally available to be dating or fostering a relationship. I simply needed someone to cure my loneliness. I had forgotten how to date and was beyond afraid of what would happened if I allowed myself to be open again. Needless to say, he moved on.
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