My Life of Dating Guppies
I know you are familiar with online dating. I’ve been trying it for a couple of years now and I still don’t completely understand it. People hit “like” and show some attention. There might be a few text exchanges and then they disappear.
It seems to be more of a gaming app than a dating app. Are people doing this just to see if someone could be interested in them but don’t really want to have a relationship other than disembodied, noncommittal texting?
Seems to be more like fly fishing; it’s just “catch and release.”
Am I seeing this correctly?
What a coincidence as I have had the same thought. Fly fishing is the perfect analogy. Yep, catch and release, or hang out on the shore holding a rod pretending to fish. There doesn’t seem to be any intent to catch and keep. It’s a fishing free for all. Poles flying in every direction and yet none land a fish? It must be more fun to message people, click the “like” button and get a quick response than to meet them. It’s a high school popularity contest but as a grownup. Feeling popular never grows old, even if you are.
I think the days of “there are plenty of fish in the sea” have become “there are approximately four guppies in a toxic pond.” I apologize to guppies, but I have to date them. And sadly, even dating guppies requires time and energy. I pick and choose as carefully as I can short of hiring a private investigator to pre-screen. Any volunteers?
Lately however, the best part of dating barely-breathing fish has been coming home and thinking up fun nicknames for them. There was Mr. Dinnerless Dinner Date, Mr. High School Football Star 1970, Mr. Too Tight Pants, Mr. I Only Talk About Me, and Mr. Not Quite Divorced. This last nickname is never a fun surprise. And yes, it is always a surprise. Memory loss? Or fear of money loss? Toxic waters for anyone dating this fish.
Mr. Unhooked, all I can advise is to forget fishing in dating sites and go where the three-dimensional people are: on the pickleball court.
I’ll Have What She’s Having
Shouldn’t your date, tell you if they have any dietary issues? Last week I took an otherwise wonderful woman to Ruth’s Chris, anticipating a glass of red, a rare steak and some great conversation. It wasn’t until after seeing the menu she confessed to being a vegan. Wrong restaurant. At least she drank, so we enjoyed our salads while she extolled the virtues of veganism non-stop and then we went our separate ways.
With all the complications in trying to start a relationship, why is it so hard to be upfront about such relatively minor things rather than after we sit down and have it become uncomfortable? If I’d known beforehand I would have picked a different place to eat. Or am I just being a man and need to get over it?
Dear Still Hungry:
I think you are being a realist, especially when it comes to taking someone out to dinner. It’s expensive and requires wallet busting valet parking. Admittedly I am the worst person with whom to dine because I don’t eat meat, am allergic to avocados which always shocks my date as well as the waiter, prefer to order last as I can’t commit and usually change my mind as the server is walking away and have to call him back. I’m a pleasure.
No one likes dining with me. In my defense however, I always tell a date I don’t eat meat. I am not a total buzz kill as chicken and fish are fine. Oh and I love a good thick Turkey sandwich, with tomatoes, a dill pickle and no mayo in New York City at the Carnegie Deli. Yes, high maintenance.
There are so many crazy diets these days that it makes my head spin and lose the will to eat. I still don’t understand what Keto means and whoever thinks of these names has too much time on their hands and flunked English.
Pescatarian – no meat just fish.
Flexitarian – plant foods with a small amount of meat. Huh? And how small is small?
Lacto-vegetarian – dairy but no eggs.
Ovo-vegetarian – eggs but no dairy products.
Frutarians – A diet of fruit, nuts and seeds. Malnutrition and death being possible side effects.
Mr. Still Hungry, I suggest you take your date on a walk and bring a selection of gum.
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