Being a seasoned professional in both being single a majority of my life and being an online dating internet sensation, in all the years of searching for my soulmate both on and offline, you eventually get to the point where nothing surprises you. Online dating really just gives you a literal vision and peek in to someone's personality before even meeting them.
I used to compare internet dating to a smorgasbord. You have so many choices, and only so much room on your plate. If you don't want the peas, you pass on them and load up on the mash potatoes. If you perfer steak over chicken, then you just ignore the chicken and eat the steak with the hopes you don't get food poisioning or Ebola.
Since internet dating has trended toward the social norm as a way to meet people, it is very hard to even make a lasting impression on someone because it is so "on to the next one" and if you are lining them up left and right, you don't have time to feel defeated until all your potential partners have depleted. It's only at that point that the reality of the situation sets in and you begin to curse the online dating gods and throw a temper tantrum because it's not working out for you.
At the end of the day what people tend to forget that all because you meet someone with a great profile and decent pics, all because you click yes to meet I g them, it doesn't mean that you are going to click with them literally. Sometimes I think online dating is a forced fate of sorts. You may have never met a particular person or known of their exsistance. I've been doing this for years and there are people that I happy to have met, and others that should of been swallowed as a sperm.
A friend of mine had posted to my Facebook wall a collection of some of the best responses to utterly retarded indritucrady messages on online dating websites, when it dawned on me that I have had an arsenal of them since July. I truly believe that there is a huge misconception about me that I am a total miserable bitch based off of most of my blog posts, but for those that actually know me, they know I'm the total opposite and it really takes a lot of inticing for me to get angry.
So with that being said, I now share with you my own responses to messages that I have received in the past few months. They need no real witty explanation, they are pretty straight forward:
Two parter: him
Me:
Typically when someone opens a conversation with "can I ask you something?" It ends like this....
Some guys don't get anything...
And now for the grand finalie. If you are an avid reader then you should remember the guy I referred to as the "blasian Asian". Well he messaged me one day...
Keepin it real
-Shelby
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