Last night was my second date night. The guy I met up with this time, Herbie_01, was definitely not lacking in the sense of humour department, like WinterSleeps. But again, I'm not sure that there was a very strong romantic vibe between us, or at least not on my end. Again, there was nothing noticeably wrong about him and there were no red flags popping up, but I can really only picture us as friends.
One of the great things about online dating that Amanda and I enjoy is the ability to completely and arbitrarily judge people based on very little information! It sounds mean, but it can actually be pretty fun and entertaining. Like RogerLksMnts, who posted a picture of himself wearing socks with sandals. This would be a red flag because not only does he wear socks with sandals, he does so unashamedly, and actually lets all his potential "matches" know this fact about him by advertising it for the world to see.
So although it can be fun to judge people, I really don't mean to sound judgmental when I say this, but Herbie_01 was just a little too much on the geeky side. Now, those who know me might call me a hypocrite for this statement, since I have been known to have memorized all the elements on the periodic table in order, just for fun. So in some respects, me calling someone "geeky" is really the pot calling the kettle black. But I don't think I ooze the geekiness to the same extent as this guy, or at least not in front of someone I just met.
But he was a super nice guy with a great sense of humour, and now I am worried that I am just being too picky. But then I think, why shouldn't I picky? I have a lot going for me and I'm a decently nice person. Don't I deserve someone who I feel is the right fit for me?
On an interesting note, a little tid bit I found out about Herbie_01 is that he was a primatology major (the study of apes and monkeys). He got to go to Belize to study monkeys and he actually partied one night with Jane Goodall. Needless to say, I spent a good half hour picking his brain about monkey factoids (I just love monkeys!).
So, if I decide to go out with Herbie_01 again, it has to be at the zoo so I can learn all about the different kinds of monkeys! Hmmm, maybe we are a good match...
Genuinegy on what he spends a lot of time thinking about: "coloring in my coloring book...i get stressed out when my pencil crayons break or when i can't stay in the lines...i hate that."
I love that you’re describing each of these dates in vivid detail. Now I’m curious whether that will remain the case if/when any of these dates go *especially* well. I’m also waiting for more hilarity. On my end, this experience has been seriously bringing out my major judgmental side and I’m loving every minute. Well, half loving it and half depressed that it just seems like it’s impossible to meet someone who can conjugate a full sentence, has read a book (any book) in the past decade, or has opinions on topics other than sports or computer games. One dude recently tried to indicate to me that he was interested in languages, and then proceeded to mistake the Russian couple at the next table to be speaking French. So I probably sound like an asshole for finding that funny, because hey if you don’t know either language then it’s not such a huge mistake, right? But French?? Really?! I mean this is CANADA! Even if you don’t speak French you lived here all your life and must surely have encountered it in that time, no? In any case, dude’s attempt to impress was a hearty fail. Also, there are some weird people out there! One guy seemed fairly normal, albeit a total dud in the personality department, until he revealed to me several tattoos of scars on his arms and back – supposedly to make up for his lack of physical scars which can be so proudly displayed outwardly, as opposed to emotional scars. It’s a wonder why I didn’t go running back to that one. Well, I think I’ve usurped your blog enough for one day. Keep the stories coming!
ReplyDelete-Your dear friend, and inspiration, Amanda ;)