Internet dating results, part 3

So you plunk out your hard-earned money, supply a half dozen pictures (your face or head shot, standing by a tree, celebrating a family outing, etc.), fill out the form and answered the questions.

Here’s what you get for your coin of the realm: potential dates (or pen pals for those on the shy side), electronic messaging and the ability to “favorite” ones you want to find again (and invite them to view your profile and pictures) as, after all, there are many more of them than there are of you.

Some of my responses from “successful” dates:

“Businesswomanofmeans,” not her true screen name but it certainly describes her. She was very nice and we dated off and on (mostly off) for several months. She turned out to be the only one at Weight Watchers to actually GAIN weight over the months she PAID to belong. Talk about a weird concept. Once she figured out that I was retired, living on social security and my “job” was voluntary at the Senior Center, we were over.

“Teachkidsmore,” her moniker was something like that and it describes what she did, dealing with kids with learning disabilities – that made it a snap for her to deal with me. We dated twice and then she moved to a town closer to her teaching job and further from me. Oh, well.

“Honeydewlips,” her own description and they certainly looked kissable. We never did meet but we’ve stayed in touch through regular email (as opposed to through the dating site) and, someday, who knows. Yes, I’m counting this as a successful relationship for now.

“Just4thefunofit,” lovely, lovely lady. We broke bread, sipped coffee with our meal and when I asked her if we would be seeing each other again, she hesitated. She apologized for misleading me and getting me to buy her breakfast but it seems the dear lady was searching for a match that would accompany her on her missionary trips to Africa, bible reading required, sex not allowed. Pass. Even the proprietor of the eatery laughed at me for this one.

“Goodmedicinewoman,” once we had established our first date, I asked her for a little direction as I was unfamiliar with her town, figuring she’d get me to a restaurant on a main street but, no, she gives me directions to HER house. Being a gentleman, I explained how it is somewhat dangerous to do this, considering the unknown quantity of “Jack the Rippers” out there! This date was also over a meal but we drove around for an hour as she doesn’t like to “stand in line or wait” and at Noon most of the places she wanted me to take her to were standing room only on Sunday right after church.

Still, it’s fun and rewarding to meet nice people. I did have one date with a darling woman who unfortunately didn’t smile and no attempt I made improved the situation, so that’s history.

Still looking! Maybe someone has an older sister.

Guiseppe V. can be reach at [email protected] .