A few months ago, I realized something troubling: I havenāt been on a real date in ages. By āreal dateā I mean that a guy I know hasnāt called me, asked me out a few days ahead of time, picked me up, done something together, then dropped me off, in (literally) years. Sure, Iāve āhung outā with guys. Iāve even had short-term boyfriends. But a date? I was beginning to think they were extinct, like answering machines and VHS tapes.
Feeling emboldened by a nasty break-up, I decided to completely revamp my dating life. But where to start? The first obvious step in dating is meeting men, but where does a nearly-40 girl meet eligible men? Turns out, there are really three places: online, on blind dates, and āorganicallyā (making connections with men I see as I go about my day). Iām not the bravest girl, and am actually somewhat shy, but I thought, why not? Why not go for a dating experiment, spending one week focused on each of these ways to meet men, with a week off in betweenā¦ thus, Jenās Dating Experiment was born, perhaps the best and worst idea Iāve ever had.
Week one is online dating. I jumped in, feet first, and hereās what happened.
Day 1: Creating my online profiles
I gathered my most flattering photos, and jumped online to spend four hours creating 7 online dating profiles. Why canāt I copy and paste my profile information from one profile on one site to the others, too? I registered with Fellody, eHarmony, Match.com, Perfect Match, OK Cupid, Plenty of Fish and Zoosk. Thatās a lot of dating sites, I know, but if youāre going to do it, do it all the way, right?
Before I even finished posting my profile on Plenty of Fish, I had three messages in my inbox. Within half an hour of posting on eHarmony and Match.com, I had several messages there too. Sadly, eHarmony and Match.com charge a pretty stiff monthly subscription fee (about $40 each) to see your messages or to respond to them, or to contact anyone you happen to be interested in. I felt bad for not being able to respond to the poor guys who were interested on Match.com and eHarmony, so I deleted my profiles.
Truthfully, I wanted to delete my profile from Plenty of Fish, but I vowed to give it a chance. Why, you ask, was I so ready to delete my profile after only one hour? Because every single one of the messages I got that first day were creepy. And weird. And creepy. But, I figured, thatās what the delete and block options were for, right?
Setting up my Fellody account was easy, and I absolutely love the idea of the site ā youāre matched to guys based partially on your musical tastes. You upload your iTunes library list. Then Fellody does the rest. The site is vibrant and colorful, and I wish I could say more, but I never found anyone close enough to me to make a match. (I have to admit I love the idea of having Groupies, though I'm not sure yet what those are.) My nearest match lives in Cleveland, Ohio. But I really like the site, so Iām leaving my profile in the hopes that someday soon, it will gain popularity outside of Europe, which is where most of the users are right now.
Next, I tried Perfect Match. Again, itās very easy to register, but there donāt seem to be many users, at least not near me. I decide to leave my profile up anyway. Same with OK Cupid.
Then, thereās Zoosk. It was impossible to complete my profile. When the site sent my confirmation/verification email, I clicked on the link and got the strangest error message, something about not having any ice cream. Whatever. I did a little research and found that Zoosk also requires you to pay a subscription fee to contact other users, so I didnāt even attempt to complete my profile there.
At the end of today, I have four online dating profiles. Let the fun begin!
Day 2: Meet the Creepsters!
Okay, I canāt handle any more of the creepsters on Plenty of Fish. Iāve gotten, literally, about a hundred messages from guys who think itās appropriate to start a conversation with me by saying āhey sexy,ā or worse. I decide to take a break from my inbox and start doing a little searching on my own. I comb through my potential matches and, after an hour, I have three potentials. I add them to my āfavorites,ā not realizing theyāre informed of this. One of these cuties contacts me. We message back and forth, and he asks me to meet for coffeeā¦ in an hour. Should I go for it, or, against my spontaneous nature, play a little hard to get? I decide to meet him and he IS cute. And nice. And articulate. After our coffee date, I give him my card. Then I get home, log back in to Plenty of Fish, see several more messages (one asking me for nude photos), and impulsively delete my account here. I canāt take it anymore. Itās a sewer here.
Still nothing from Perfect Match or Fellody.
One message from someone on OK Cupid. I look at the site a little more closely, since this may be my last active site for the rest of the week. Itās not bad. I like their matching system. Hmm.
Day 3: Getting Used to It
Dinner date with the ONE guy from Plenty of Fish. I like him more than he likes me, which is a very good sign, actually.
A few little hits on OK Cupid. Nothing too impressive. Iām still day-dreaming about the guy, the one from Plenty of Fish. Enough, Jen!
Day 4: Weeding Through the Weirdos
Still day-dreaming about Plenty of Fish guy. But I have work to do, and since heās not too attentive, Iām assuming heās not as into me as I am into him. Thatās okay. I still like flirting with him via text message, and who knows where it could go? I run a background check on him, and stalk him on Facebook, just to make sure heās not holding back because heās got something to hide. Nope, he doesn't.
In the meantime, I spend more time combing through the matches OK Cupid has set aside for me. I can sort them however I want, and after an hour, I have three potentials, though I know straight up Iām not hip enough for one of them (but I send him a message anyway because Iām feeling bold). The other two I do message. Theyāre nice. I set up an ice-cream date with one. The other doesnāt really respond with any depth.
Day 5: Status Report!
The guy from OK Cupid who I was certain I wasnāt hip enough for? He messaged me and we exchanged witty and clever messages back and forth for a couple of hours. It feels good to be on, and charming. I know heāll never ask me out, but this is fun! It makes me feel bold. Suddenly online dating isnāt creepy. Itās interesting! Itās exciting! I like it!
Finally, a message from Fellody, but heās in India. Sorry, no match. But we do have similar taste in music, which is cool. I really hope Fellodytakes off here in the States. Itās such a good idea!
Still nothing from Perfect Match. Am I unmatchable?
The guy from Plenty of Fish and I are still exchanging sweet though infrequent texts. Yes, I am really much more into him than he is into me. *sigh* Apparently he's offended that I ran a background check on him before I agreed to meet him. He was squeaky clean, and it wasn't a credit check, so I don't know why he was so put off. Maybe I shouldn't have TOLD him I ran the background check?
Day 6: An Ice Cream Date
Nothing from the hipster on OK Cupid, but Iām still feeling brave and buoyant. I knew he wasnāt interested in a meeting in person, so Iām okay with it. I do wish this site had more men on it. Itās free and I like the way the site works. And I do still have my ice cream date later this week with one of the guys from here.
Day 7: Should I Stay?
This is my last day of the week on online dating, and I have to decide if Iām going to keep any of my profiles, and if so, which ones?
Iām going to delete Perfect Match. There just arenāt any guys on there, and itās a lot like the other sites out there.
Iām going to keep OK Cupid, at least until after my ice cream date. And since this afternoon, Iāve been chatting online with a guy who seems (keyword being āseemsā) to be nice and normal and intelligent, Iām feeling a little hopefully about this site.
Iām also going to keep Fellody, because I fervently hope it takes off here in the States. I really like the idea of match-making based on music.
Thatās my week of online dating. If I had to choose three words to describe the experience, Iād say creepy, interesting, and emboldening. There are loads of creepsters out there, all of whom seem to have a laser focus on one thing: sex. If possible, anonymous kinky sex with as many women as possible. I did connect with a handful of men in my week that were interesting, intelligent, and nice, so theyāre not all pervs ā you just have to be prepared, and picky. And patient. And there is something very liberating about online dating. First of all, when youāre creating your online profile, youāre forced to think about what you want in a relationship, something we all ought to be doing, but few of us actually DO. Second of all, the flirty banter and good conversation help build your confidence, and hone your skills, long before a date-type situation, which is helpful. And last, itās never boring. Where besides online dating can you make a sweet, innocent ice cream date with a truly nice guy, and ten minutes later, be propositioned by a perv asking for nude pics? My advice: give it a try. Just be careful.
Now, a week off, then on to week 2 of Jenās Dating Boot Camp ā 7 blind dates in 7 days. Stay tuned!
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