Are we or aren’t we? And is there anyone worth discussing? Sadly, much of the time, I feel like I have very little to share on this subject, but this time Charlotte confided that she’d recently had a little dabble with dating via rsvp.com.au.
Now, before you make a note to yourself never to bother telling me anything unless you want it broadcasted to the world, I will add that she ended up sharing it that morning on Sunrise as we both did our ‘Kochie’s angels’ stint.
She was however ‘RSVP outted’ by a Sydney paper so pre-maturely had to call it quits.
All was not completely lost however as she said she had made contact, and ‘plans’ with 3 rather hot looking men. Not bad, as that’s 3 more than many of us have met in a much longer stretch of time.
Curious as to what sort of experience the online dating world would actually be, I set myself up with a profile, on 3 or 4 sites, to see how it all worked. Or should I say, as research for this column….
Within 48 hours I could bear it no longer, I had to take all profiles down. I am clearly either not open to this new, weird, stranger world, or I have a clear case of thinking I’m something that I’m not.
Either way, it wasn’t for me. Every time a face popped up wanting a chat, I’d completely freak out, hiding under the blankets. It’s unusual that I’m single, I know!
But I was curious to ask others – others with less ‘issues’ than I, if they believed online dating, should get the thumbs up, or thumbs well and truly down?
I won’t lie, there were plenty of stories along the lines of people turning up and looking nothing like their photos. Photos of tall, dark handsome men, only to look more Danny Devito as the friendship went ‘live’.
One poor darling said she’d been chatting nicely with a young chap for over 3 weeks, including exchanging photos and all the rest, and then they arranged to meet up for coffee on The Parade in Norwood. She walks up and says, “Hi, I’m….”, and he looks her up and down, then says, “I don’t think this is going to work out!”, and the promptly walks away.
Then another ‘guy’, and yes I’ll repeat, ‘guy’, met up with a girl he’d met online. They had a rather merry night at the pub and she asked him to go home with her for a chat, which resulted in him staying the night.
He recalls “I fell asleep, when I woke in the morning I discovered a web cam and a hell of a lot of e mails from people who had watched the previous nights activity broadcast over the Internet, to this day I look back and hope I put in a world class performance as I have never had the guts to search and view.”
Don’t get me wrong though, all the stories weren’t bad. Far from.
One lady shared, “George was on Oasis for only a couple of days and was about to delete his profile as he didn’t like the sort of women that were on there……to cut a long story short, we eloped on Main Beach in Surfers in April thus year & we’re expecting our first child together any day now – a daughter (after 4 boys between us)”
And then just as I start to re-think my online decision, I hear “mum met this guy online and ended up engaged and she was on his computer and found a book he had written on meeting a fat woman, killing them and cooking them! Honest to god it’s true!!! Hope this helps. Lauren”
Alas Lauren, NO it does not.