Some of you may recall that I went on a dating website. Soon after, my soon-to-be-ex husband went on the same website:
I immediately blocked him from looking at my profile and that seemed to work until today. This morning, my update showed that he had once again viewed my profile. Maybe he had paid for extra services that allows you to disturb the people who block you.
Initially I was pissed and complained to the website.
Then I checked my profile. I change it all the time as the impulse strikes me. In my current version, I directly addressed people who might be reading it. Here's my first paragraph:
You haven't had any news from [name of website] for a while, so you decide to scroll through the women that the algorithms have chosen for you. You come across your ex-wife and several other ex-dates. They are labelled a 100% match. You gag a little and begin to wonder whether the algorithms know anything AT ALL.
He wasn't scrolling, he went looking for me. I hope he realizes that I gag every time his picture comes up. But he may not. I'm not sure he really gets me or ever did.
Oh, hubski - as you know - I still can't win for losing (and winning, and losing). Last night someone wrote me who seemed to really get me. He said I was funny. We had a thoughtful silly, spontaneous IM conversation. Luckily he lives 7 or 8 time zones away and I don't have to worry about actually meeting.
I haven't been having the best time with dating lately (Made myself literally rip-snorting mad a few times in the last few days) and I liked seeing this post. The fact that there's some older dude out there who is not disheartened and so jaded as to go full hermit and have a I hope you have fun with the process, regardless of goal (Or lack thereof).thoughtful silly, spontaneous IM conversation
with someone 7 or 8 time zones away
makes me hopeful.
I will go look for some wine... brb... I'm in the "marital home" that the ex spousal unit decided to renovate. So when I showed up tonight (remember I moved out then he moved out; there's been a catsitter) the entire area between the door and the stairs was covered in wet concrete or something. What if the cats get their little paws stuck in that???? Kind of like those mouse traps where the mice get stuck in some sticky paste and cry themselves to death.
Definitely not as bad as your ex-husband, but I just clicked on a profile of someone I met twice on a different dating site. "Hey, they look interesting AW CRAP." Nice person but just not a match.
Maybe you should check out a different dating website? Aren't there a bunch of them? Your ex can't be on all of them... or maybe he can. I would think that it's a great time to be single. So many neat and convenient ways to meet people that are interested in being met.
Then your posts should be titled, "Smile or Gag Part 3." :-)
Ya think? Yeah, maybe. Too much pain on hubski today. Might have to take a leave. (where's my cell phone, oh crapski, I can't hide there... stupid dumping ex is still texting me. wtf? btw, life is good tng - but too much work and too much distraction. I swear no more hubski today. (someone is having 2nd thoughts, ha ha)