Friday, July 26, 2013
89 : Get Your Flirt On
People always said, YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO MEET YOUR HUSBAND IN A BAR. Well that was just ridiculous. I had several friends who proved that wrong. I met my husband in a strip joint for crying out loud (not that I was by any means an example to follow). Let's be honest though, things had changed a bit since I was last in the dating scene. Meeting someone in a bar at 37 (as a single mom with 2 little kids) was not the same as meeting someone in your 20's. In truth, I hadn't thought all that much about dating. I mean, I thought about it in that I wanted to meet someone else and I hoped that through friends I would be eventually be introduced to a good guy. But the whole process of trying to meet guys, going out on dates, the not knowing, the games. Oh god, I hated the thought of having to go through all of that again. There was online dating. And yes, I needed to be open minded but for some reason, I wasn't quite ready to go there yet. (Technically, I was still married, so try explaining that one on eHarmony). A friend at work told me about Tinder- the dating app that used your phone's GPS to match you with people in your area. By simply viewing a couple pictures you could decide whether or not you "liked" someone. If you both "liked" each other, then you were a match. And if you were a match, then you could text back and forth within the app. Yes, this was the new world of "dating". Texting back and forth with a perfect stranger that you may have thought was cute based on a picture. (And hopefully it was really them and not some freak pulling a manta te'o!) At first I thought- this is just what the world needs. Even less personal communication! But then I realized, this WAS just what I needed. No commitment. No rush. I could respond if/when I wanted to and ignore or block if need be. All they saw was my name, age and a couple pictures. Single moms everywhere- this was it! You could be sitting at home on your couch with a glass of wine, having a little fun flirting and getting some attention at the same time. Why hadn't I thought of this?
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