Gut wrenching words: online dating.
There. I wrote the words. After all, this is WordPress.
Marge and Carol from the Greatest Generation would be so dismayed that I would be searching online for a gal. Marge met Mr. Johnson at a USO dance in WWII. Carol met Old Man Jack at his mom’s house in Eagle Rock during one of his two furloughs from warring on those “stinkin’ islands”. The commonality? They met face-to-face and it wasn’t at a bar. And it wasn’t at 2:30 AM before they were to ship out to war. (Clicking on the highlighted links will take you to one of their stories.)
Online dating began for me last month…I mean, online searching. Duh.
Dating comes later – if at all.
Unbelievable – an old fart like me is using the internet to “shop” for a lady. I’m now a (nearly) 60 year old rookie up against lady pros who reportedly have been picking and choosing “online” for their PERFECT man…for the last three years some of them write. Gee, think of the tricks they must have up their sleeves against old geezers like us.
Frightening…especially since they have the upper hand. A royal flush, ace high. Why is it that the woman always has the right to pick and choose and not the man?
The thought of online dating really repulsed me; it still does. A last resort for social misfits unsuitable for mainstream society, I thought. I also envisioned it as a “meat market” of sorts. You know, pick out the best side of beef by looking at your screen then bid on it. The highest bid wins and it is just that in substance.
Well, I haven’t learned enough during my years on this planet so I was ignorant enough to have tried it out…mostly because I knew I would likely end up in a “Why did I do that?” moment if you found your “soul mate” at a bar half-drunk out of your wits. That would also include her, too. The other reason was that I don’t like to mix with large crowds for one reason or another. So where would I meet my Disney princess of dreams, I thought?
Ergo, online dating. Old Man Jack and Mr. Johnson must be shaking their heads at me from above.
Well, this is what I’ve found out so far… and it’s my view only:
- Because of “PC”, women do have the upper hand. Delete or reply. One sweetheart of a gal told me she gets over a hundred emails a day from interested men. Over a HUNDRED.
- Nearly all of the women say on their “profile” that LOOKS are certainly “a plus” BUT they are “truly” looking for HONEST and loyal men…not players. However, nearly all of the ladies post photos of themselves taken years earlier or they are blurred. Many also understate their age – a few by ten years! Honesty starts with oneself, ladies. Practice what you are looking for. 🙂
- Nearly all of the women – even little 5’1” Asian women – seek Caucasian men a bazillion feet tall and who look like this famous wounded Marine amputee and poster boy (above). Me? I’m but 5’7”. (Kinda like the actor who said, “Look! Zee plane! Zee plane!”)
- Nearly all of the more “attractive” women expect to be taken to the Maldives, Paris, Sedona, sailing, a winter ski vacation in the Swiss Alps…on a regular basis. Well, you get the message. With me, they’ll be lucky to be taken to Chuck-e-Cheese.
- Some women state in their profile their ideal man must earn over $150,000.
- One story that was told to me was that one attractive woman told a man at their first meeting that she wants $3,000 month (starting now), a luxury car, and an $18,000 wedding ring for the opportunity to “date” her. You get the message on this one, too.
- Nearly all of the women are of Christian/Catholic faith. I’m not. That’s understandable.
- Nearly all of the women are divorced as well but their kids are now adults. I can’t blame any of them they don’t wish to live with a man with two teens even if get A’s and B’s… Well, most of the time. They’ve had their share of stress already.
In essence, online dating isn’t working for me. Perhaps I’m more towards the Walmartian level than I choose to believe or many ladies are not including “Asian” in their search criteria. Tripped up at the starting gate even before the “race” started… Yes, that’s supposed to be a pun.
I even added a couple of links to some of my short stories here on WordPress. Perhaps six ladies actually went so far as to click on the links.
Old Man Jack and Mr. Johnson were right in shaking their heads from above.
Oh. Forgot. If I did get an email from an “interested” female, they were likely from the Philippines or were most definitely specialists in “night activities” – call girls. That was how I got “conned” into purchasing membership to be honest. You were alerted “someone” was interested in you but you could only see them if you paid up. How fortunate for the internet site!
So in summary, if you, as a male my age is wanting to seek a lady via online dating, you will have great success if:
- You are Caucasian;
- You are a bazillion feet tall (i.e., a few feet taller than ‘Zee Plane’ dude);
- Built like Superman and look like him (body suit and cape optional.);
- You are a Powerball winner and will take your lady traipsing all over the globe (on your dime);
- Earn over $150,000;
- Are Christian/Catholic;
- And your own kids do not live with you.
But in summary and in logical thought, online dating is very similar to what Old Man Jack and Mr. Johnson did 70 years ago.
The only difference back then was the eligible lady is there in front of you. No fake profile pic or dishonesty of body type. You didn’t ask a gal to dance if she didn’t strike your fancy. And your chances for a girl increased exponentially if you were the varsity football team’s quarterback, had a hot car (I do) and moolah (I don’t). And Mr. Johnson cheated, by the way. He wore the dashing uniform of a United States Marine.
On the positive side, you don’t have to feel the rejection when the gal tells you “no” when asked to dance. They just don’t reply to your emails now.
Perhaps I should be dishonest and classify myself as Caucasian. Nah. That’s as bad as ladies using photos of themselves from 20 years ago.
Maybe I should realize I’m a Walmartian in the eyes of eligible women.
Or perhaps I should go back to the tried and true Japanese method that’s worked for centuries – contract (arranged) marriage, or お見合い. Just exchange pictures and you’re set. Both sets of grandparents met that way.
Oh, dang. I did something similar to that the last time.
40 thoughts on “Online Dating… Hmmm”
Koji….I’d like to think there are women out there who like hard working, come home after work, help the kids, help with the dishes, enjoy the family kind of women out there. I am quite positive there are. 🙂 How you meet her is still a mystery though.
Bingo, Chatter Master!
have you tried more than one site, some are better than others i’m told?
Your grandparents don’t look all that happy in their wedding pic, maybe scared?
Did they fall in love?
Lol! No, they don’t look happy but then again, the Japanese didn’t smile traditionally for pictures…and love? Don’t know! And yes, many of these sites are connected. When I signed up for a free trial on one, the screen automatically went to a sister site. Great biz! And by the way… about 80% of those “ladies” that “liked” me were supposedly living in the Philippines or the like or were scammers.
ha! i just can’t imagine arranged marriages, the father tried to force me to marry who he liked for me, and told me it was the biggest mistake of my life if i didn’t, guess what? it would have been a total mess if i had and i wouldn’t have met the love of my life!
are there any dating sites for your culture and beliefs?
Hang in there Koji. You will find your match. I found Steph on Match.com. I didn’t come up in her searches because she was looking for a guy with that “higher” income. LOL!
Keep searching. My sister met her partner of 18 years on the net and there must be many more people looking and sites to help now 😉
Congrats to them and great news! And of course, yes, I hope there are others. But one site that I got linked to automatically was far from what good people expect!
You’ll more and likely find her the minute you stop looking. But, Good Luck.
Ha! You are probably right, gpcox!
Good luck! I absolutely love the picture of your grandparents!
Why, thank you! My grandmother lived well into her 80’s. Not too shabby considering she was born around the turn of the century.
I’m sorry Koji, I laughed at your dilemma, or let’s say I laughed at your description of it. Anyway, Peggy’s brother met his match online… and it’s a good one. Hang in there. – Curt
Thanks for laughing! It was done mostly tongue-in-cheek but there are frustrating moments… And I gotta ask… Was the brother… Caucasian? 🙂 LOL
Yeah… and tall, and rich. LOL
OK! Ya gotz me, Bluto! Lol
Glad to see your post. Sending hugs your way friend! As GPCox says you will probably find one when you stopped looking. That is how it worked for me. I gave up and once that was done my hubby found me.
Now that’s encouraging news! Thanks!
Having “participated” in online dating, I can completely sympathize, Koji. With online dating, people don’t take the time to really get to know one another before giving a thumbs up or thumbs down. So, for now anyway, I’ll just bide my time and live my philosophy of “What will be, will be.” By the way, does “gaman” apply to dating? 🙂
Hahahaha! Gaman? Apply to dating??! It may be more like “ganbari nasai!” 🙂 But you are right about the thumbs up or thumbs down part. Perhaps I’m the same way… I can’t believe you are still waiting?
Waiting, but not pacing the floor. 🙂
Make sure he paces enough that he wears out the rug to your book signings! Lol
I will tell you that I know of two people who met on line and both are happily married. The one couple shocked me as he is a pastor and she is the perfect pastor’s wife. Who would of thunk it?! That said, I have heard that you can find ladies at the supermarket…although that is not how I shopped for my man, I heard it works. Me, I found mine in the department next to where I worked – offered him popcorn and the rest is history. Your lucky gal is out there just trust in your instincts, you will find her.
Wonderful success stories indeed! So you and Tom were under the same corporate roof, eh? 🙂 And I do thank you for your kind encouragement!
And the ironic this is I had no plans to get serious and end up married, I was 18 and ready to explore life. Amazing what love can do to change plans!! 😉
It only takes one! Don’t give up. 🙂
Thank you, Three Well Beings… I need the encouragement. Sometimes I wish I were a tortoise and you would just put me in there with Darwin… provided I’m a female tortoise, of course! 🙂
Loved this, Mustang.Koji! I’ve never seen you write such stuff. Really enjoyed it 🙂
Really? Thank you… I wish I could be more of an accomplished writer like you and nearly all the others here!
My brother met his wife online. He lived in Georgia, USA and her in Red China.
Unfortunately America was not paved with gold, and he is not rich by United States standards (tho’ she tries to drive him to be.) It is her stated intention (based on her ‘honor system’) that she die the richest woman in the graveyard.
She also saves her pee in bottles to use in the garden.
Be careful for what you wish for out there . . .
Lol! But if your brother met his wife online, is he…….wait for it….. Caucasian?! 🙂
Yes, he’s Caucasian, but after his first (caucasian) wife dumped him after a 3 month marriage, he would only date Oriental “imports” (immigrants) from then on.
As a result I’ve gotten quite an eyeful, earful, and learned a lot of things about these oriental women – so many are full of misconceptions about America, first & foremost of all which is that we are all “rich” & it is easy.
What they failed to understand is America is a land of *opportunity* only – if you want something, you’ve still got to work your butt off for it!!
So disappointed they all were . . .
Now, what woman wouldn’t want a guy with a terrific sense of humor? 🙂
……. Uhmmm… A lot? 🙂
Koji, I wish you success in your search for a worthy lady, but be careful out there.
Thank you, sir… If only I be as lucky as you. But then again, I was never a NFL linebacker. That helps a lot in looking for a gal! 🙂
I will let you know as soon as I get that free agent contract. So far, the NFL teams have been dragging their feet — for a few decades.