How many of you do it? How many of you lie? How many of you stretch the truth?
It's been 3 years since I lost my wife. My kid has blossomed into a typical teenager - everything I say or do is wrong and she hates me.
Some folks think I should go out and meet someone. I dunno. I kinda am at peace with myself, don't know if I want all the complications of a relationship. Especially at 56.
But,....
it would be nice to go to a movie, or dinner, with someone other than myself. Maybe have an intelligent conversation with someone. I dunno...
So, I put a profile up. Described myself honestly - maybe too honestly.
Heard back from one woman who said she was kidnapped as a teenager and grew up on the planet Mars. She said we were a good match cause we both liked jazz music. (She said that's all they did was listen to jazz on Mars. Honest - I actually heard from someone like this!)
I said I wasn't religious - heard back from women who go to church every week, sometimes more.
I said I was looking for a college grad or better. Heard back from lots who never went to college, or, at best, used the term "some college" in their profile. Now, what does that mean, "some college?"
Said I was looking for someone who played tennis - heard from folks whose only efforts at exercise seem to be walking across the room to get the TV remote. Hmmm....
I dunno...maybe I should make up stuff?
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