An email notification came in from POF saying I had received a new message. A few minutes later there was another one and then another. It was so weird, like it was a coordinated effort and they all decided to send me an email at the exact same time. I built up my courage and logged in.
As usual, there always has to be at least one or two idiots looking for sex. Gotta give them credit though, as least they're being up front and honest about what they're looking for. Regardless, delete!
37. The Latin
He was a bit older, divorced with 2 grown children, had dark hair and dark eyes. He was tall and stocky and had a Latin background. It was nice to receive an email in Spanish. He was a good writer and very complimentary. Unfortunately he lived outside of Toronto which was way outside of my acceptable distance. His job and family were in Toronto and mine in Ottawa. I didn't see how this would work. I had had a few long distance relationships in the past, but at this point in my life it wasn't what I wanted.
I was honest and told him I felt he lived too far away. Only seeing someone a couple of times a month was not what I was looking for. I didn't see any potential for a relationship. Moving was not an option for me either. He was disappointed and asked me to reconsider. He thought we'd hit it off. If I ever I planned to visit Toronto, he wanted to take me out for dinner no strings attached. I thanked him for his emails and wished him luck with his search.
38. Another Italian
He was very tall with dark hair and eyes. He had never been married, but had a son from a previous relationship with visitation rights. As soon as I saw his picture he looked very familiar to me. I couldn't place him, but I had definitely seen him somewhere.
We emailed a bit then he asked me out to lunch. Turns out he worked in government as well and his office was not far from mine. He worked in IT. I had seen him a few times in the food court of his building. I was having a crazy week and told him coffee would be easier. No response. Oh well, men disappearing on POF was common place.
Strangely enough he wrote again a few months later just before the holidays. He said he had several family engagements, but we'd make dinner plans in a few weeks. Once again, he disappeared. I should have nicknamed him Houdini! Lol
39. Another Engineer
There was very little on this profile. He was older and newly divorced with 2 children. He was very tall, with a dark complexion, dark hair and eyes. He was stocky and had a nice smile.
He sent a very polite email. Said he preferred talking to email, I was in agreement so he sent me his number and I called. He had a very thick accent. We talked about the usual; work, kids, interests. He loved my picture and said my profile was funny. It was obvious English was not his first language. He went on and on about his large house in Kanata and how there would be plenty of room for my 4 children. He said he was lonely in such a big house and loved children.
Hold on a second! We hadn't even met yet, but he was already making plans for us to move in? He didn't see his kids often as he was not on good terms with his ex. My spidey sense was tingling and I was getting bad vibes. I told him it was nice chatting, but I didn't feel a connection. He wanted to meet, but I declined. I wished him luck with his search.
40. Mr. Navy
He was 50, same height as me, with dark hair and light blue eyes. He was divorced with 2 children, slightly older than mine. He had joint custody. He was working for the feds too. We had a few interests in common, travel and music stood out the most.
He sent a very well written introductory email touching on many points from my profile. His profile was fairly long. It was obvious a lot of thought and effort went into it. He poked fun at the fact that he was not very tall, but he'd consider wearing platforms. He certainly had my attention. One thing I didn't like was that he preferred texting. I mentioned a few times how I'd rather talk on the phone, but he continued to text through Facebook which bugged me even more. Having to log in using my device was a pain in the butt! In my opinion, technology is cold and makes it hard to convey emotion and tone.
This gentleman I credit with an awesome date. He booked me for an entire day and planned it all out. I was pleasantly surprised, we had a great time. This was part of one of my animal stories. That was the day I had to deal with a snake and a spider! We had also had a good first meeting at Lake Leamy. For the first time in a long while, I felt like there was some potential. I remained cautious and went with the flow. Unfortunately after a few weeks I just wasn't feeling it. We seemed to come from two completely different worlds. I often have work and social engagements to attend and he didn't seem interested in participating, he said he hated that kind of stuff. His military experience seemed to have soured him against these types of events. For me this was a deal breaker. If I'm with someone, I expect him to be supportive and accompany me to these events. Certainly not every single event, but I was tired of always going alone or having to ask a girl friend to go with me.
I was honest and told him how I felt. He argued I had misunderstood and hoped I would reconsider. Hard to misunderstand when someone tells you no less than 3 times how much they hate those events and that they will not attend. Anyways. I wished him luck with his search. We've stayed in touch. I'll write about our date in another post.
Round 23 went far better than the last few. It was certainly more positive and gave me the encouragement to continue my search. Obviously there are still some nice guys out there. They may not all necessarily be a good match for me, but you don't know if you don't try and friendship is always an option. As much as I have my preferences, I try to keep an open mind and remain flexible. After all, a guy could have great qualities I've never even thought of.
I was feeling a bit more confident. I would take things one day at a time. The weather was improving and the sunshine made a huge difference. Time for the beach!
Dateless in Ottawa
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