I have been hitting the ol’ dating sites in the last week, squeezing them for all they’re worth, like fresh melons at the farmers market.
As of right now, I have a pending meeting with someone from PoF who contacted me first. After a few messages had been exchanged he admitted he had first thought about sending me a note a year ago but waited. I like his profile, he seems smart and needless to say, may also be a bit shy.
Last weekend I met two guys, one on Saturday and one on Sunday.
Saturday guy is about five years older and contacted me first on PoF. He lives in Langley, meaning that when he heads out of town the gay population there dips by 50%. We ended up walking the seawall (about 5.5 miles) and chatting mostly about him and his background. I tend to be more of a listener so this is not uncommon the first time I meet someone.
He came out just this past January and had been married for 17 years so being out is still a relatively new thing for him. It’s hard for me to relate to, being such a vastly different experience than my own. He mentioned up front that he is seeing someone but the description of the relationship made it sound like it was on a shaky foundation. I guess he is keeping his options open or is just looking for friends.
He seems nice enough but even if he were unattached I doubt I’d have any real interest. His world is too different than mine. Plus he talked about the ex a lot, which is a bit of a flag on the first get-together.
Sunday guy had also contacted me first. From the IM chat we had it sounded like he was angling more for a hook-up than a date and I’m looking for more than that at this point. He went on to assure me that if we got together and just chatted that would be cool, too. No pressure and all that.
So we met and he talked about his parents, both of whom died of lung cancer. As you might expect, this was a bit of a downer. He talked in great detail about their deaths, the hospital visits, dealing with the staff there, dealing with siblings and others. He talked the way a shark swims, never stopping, never pausing. Not only did I not have to interject at any point to keep the conversation going, I pretty much couldn’t interject.
He said he wanted to meet again but hasn’t made contact since. I don’t mind so much because my ears need the rest.
Tonight I sent a message to someone on PoF (who had viewed my profile but not contacted me) whose profile reads in part “Im also interested in dating guys who –like me- want to disprove the theory that nice guys always finish last, because (Ill be honest) I am a decent and honest nice guy who tries to live every day to its fullest.” He deleted my message without reading it. Perhaps it is his way of proving the point he was making.
And speaking of PoF, it has become even more obnoxious with a now mandatory question about your longest relationship:

I don’t think the longest you’ve been in a relationship is a detail that needs to be mandatory. I tried using the ‘Contact Us’ link to complain but the page appears to actually be a glorified FAQ, with no actual way to contact someone at PoF.
Overall, I say bleah.