why lord?
For your reading pleasure, I got the following email via Match:
Genuine, authentic, graceful and frankly refreshing are a few words to describe your bio. In the spirit of spontaneity – How would you like to accept my invitation to dinner?
Um, how about you include a picture in your damn profile? How about this is the FIRST email that I got from you and I really don’t know if you might be “touched”, as in you thought Jack the Ripper had an interesting take on life? Yeah, ya’ll, you guessed it…
FAIL.
And as for the last dude I mentioned, he is also piloting FAILboat. Since our lukewarm conversation on Wednesday, he pretty much bounced. He struck as the type that was trying to puff himself up and probably bought into the whole “oh, she’s a lawyer and is not easily impressed” kind of nonsense. A lot of times during our conversations, I felt like he was talking at me and whenever I mentioned something about myself, he glossed over it and kept on talking like i didn’t even say anything. I’m so sick of these stupid guys coming at me without really knowing what you want and then high-tailing it minute you show the slightest sense of independence.
So, in spite of it all, I decided to start making the first move on what I like instead of just sitting there and having to sort through the list of fooly-wangs. My apologies if I sound cranky; I’m a little tired after spending and evening wrestling assembling my new nightstand.
With that said, off to bed I go.
Oh my… These dudes are something.
Pick out someone you think is interesting and roll the dice! I like that idea!
What could these fools be thinking asking you out to dinner without even showing you a picture? What kind of a fool accepts those invitations?