So my online dating total has now hit four. Haha. Yes sound kind of lame really, but after the first two disasters I was very skepitcal and picky on then men I was messaging and took longer to chat to them before actually meeting them. I have had many people online and offline ask me about the success of my article, to be honest, not a lot. I did have a slightly awkward conversation with a guy at uni though…
“Bronnie M*********?” my heart sunk, as he asks while interrupting my conversation with my best friend. She raises her eyebrows at me.
“Ah, yip, hey!”
“Hey, oh sorry, I saw you cross the road and thought I recognised you…” he quickly tries to save himself.
“Oh that’s cool, where from?” I’m trying to play dumb here in the hopes it’s not how I think it is.
“Well you’ve been in my accounting classes for a couple of years now, but I also saw your article in the paper…”
Oh. Holy. Shit.
Insert nervous laugh from moi.
“So, what website are you on?” … he continues.
I tell him, while secretly hoping he’s not going to sign up and try message me through it, because really that would be kind of odd now.
“You’ve got real confidence coming up and saying hi.” I tell him. “Most guys would have just looked and laughed to themselves.”
“Oh no” he starts, his hand on his heart. “My heart is pounding like crazy!”
I still see him around uni, he smiles and lifts his eyebrows at me. We haven’t spoken since that day. And he didn’t stalk me on the dating site.
I met my third dater last week. We met up for a movie. He is Mr Army Man. He’s gorgeous. He text me the next day after our movie and continued to all week. We talked on facebook chat while he was visiting family down south. It was then that he asked if I’d like to catch up when he was back. Of course! So Thursday just been he took me out for dinner. He picked me up from my house. We enjoyed dinner and flirty chat. It was all so easy. Yay! Then after dinner he suggested we go for a coffee, so we did. He dropped me home. There was no kissing or touching, apart from a bit of arm brushing while sitting on a couch at the coffee shop. Ten minutes or so after I’d hopped into bed there was a text from him. Just general chit chat and saying he had a good night.
So now I am in the dilemma of not knowing where we are/going. But I woke up this morning with the realisation that we don’t need a label or a plan. God, Bron! Can’t I just accept he’s taking me out to dinner and maybe he’s one of those sweet ones you rarely come across who want to take it slowly? I’m not used to it! Haha. I’m used to a guy trying to get some action, so when this one hasn’t, I’m thinking – is he actually into me? I know… I’m an accountant, I analyse. It is my worst trait.
My fourth dater I met for coffee, he’s not even worth talking about. After sitting with him for an hour, we headed our separate ways and once I reached my car, I got a text from him. “I’d love you in bed, haha“. THAT is what I am talking about… I think I’ll stick to Mr Army Man. We’ll see how it progresses…