So I joined a dating website a little while ago. Partly out of curiosity, partly out of boredom on a quiet Saturday evening at home and partly for the novelty of taking a personality quiz and getting a tactless answer.
What landed up happening was I got some conflicting answers as to what my personality was and a barrage of messages from all the lonely/equally curious/equally bored singles in the Johannesburg region and surrounds (Does Meyerton count?)
And so spurred on by curiosity(my excuse for now) I replied to the interesting sounding people and ignored the ones that my inner academic snob disdained. (i lik cars wat do u do?), and against my mothers-style of common sense... I am still there.
And it has been overall a more or less positive experience. Barring of course the Capetonian who invited me to fulfill his wild dreams and a religious fanatic....
I met two of the guys I met on the site and only after some very careful vetting of who they are (They both landed up being friends of friends so I could verify some level of non-serial-killerness) One was a business man discussed earlier on the site. (not the use of "was) The other is a fine strapping young man ("nice") of a scientific persuasion ("double nice!") who has two kittens ("BONUS!!! ting ting ting ting ting!!!") Anyway, That story isn't text ready for here yet
I have been corresponding with a few others and one in particular was telling me how he has only had one girlfriend and that he hates his job. So I said the typical "Aaah shames" and "Chin up soldier". Then we got discussing that he wants to study and I imparted some wisdom picked up over the years.
Anyway while I am going on and on and on like a life skills coach about choosing a career and choosing what to study, I realise I have made a mistake in thinking this chap was younger than me and only a few years out of school. In fact, he's 30 years old... So, potentially unemployed, still living with his parents, willing to let me be bossy, and oh! oh! oh! he asked me if I play Call of Chtulhu (ummm... RPG?) all at 30 years old....
My horrible shallow fickle heart is waving a placard... I am a mean judgmental person... but I'll say the long term prospects here are probably limited...
...a...w...k...w...a...r...d....
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