Online Dating Misadventures Part 3.1
November 26, 2012 30 Comments
An old post for my new readers. Enjoy 🙂
Searching for “the one” online is like choosing produce at the grocery store. You don’t want to pick the bruised or the rotten; so, you need to sniff, pinch and handle them a bit to see if they’re any good.
Lavalife has three sections for user profiles: Dating, Relationships and Intimate Encounters. Signing up with Lavalife means that I can hypothetically go bowling with a fun guy, have sex with a stud while I look for “the one” in the relationships section. My paranoia and trust issues kicked in when I realized that my pick in the relationships section could also be
balling bowling with a fun chick in the Dating section and having bootie calls with an S.O.S. (Slut on a Stick) in the Intimate Encounters section. Why, he can turn out to be a real M.I.L.K. (Man I‘d Like to Kick) I asked myself if I wanted to get involved with a site that, in my opinion, created such “relationship” confusion. But curiosity won over and I forged on.
Lavalife makes it easy because I just had to click on the multiple choice answers to fill out my profiles although the site does let you write more about yourself in the “In My Own Words” section.
Each section allows users to have an opening line and these were mine:
Dating: I go dutch
Relationship: I do
Intimate Encounters: Anything goes
Now did I tell the truth; the whole truth so help me oh supreme being? Yes. Let me just qualify that “anything goes” is rather vague and can be interpreted in any way “my way.” I believe that I was totally honest and within my realm in filling out my profile in the Dating and Relationship sections. When it came to filling out the Intimate Encounters section I decided to have a little fun and explore parts of me I didn’t know “I was.” This after all is an exploration.
Within seconds of saving my Intimate Encounters profile I received messages (this could be a coincidence) from six members. The messages went from the mundane (hello, how are you, hi there) to downright TMI (I have some kinky fetishes and nasty fantasies too, tie you up and tickle you, I’m into whips, and I like food thrown at me). My first reaction was to laugh and I did. I didn’t respond (sniff, pinch or handle) as I had more important things to do like stare at the wall, work, and blog.
Stay tuned for my next installment.