posted by Tabitha
I've never been a fan of the Lottery, gambling or those silly scratchers offering millions of dollars to people willing to waste 1 dollar. No offense to the gamblers out there.
Now, I won't say that I've never gambled or purchased a silly sratcher, but I can say I have never ever played the lotto on my own. I suppose giving a dollar to a group of friends, co-workers or family might count, but maybe not since I only did because I didn't want to be left out if they won. Hmmm, maybe it does count? No, no..it doesn't.
Anyhow, imagine my suprise when I started to recently equate online dating with the lotto and realized that I've been playing for quite a while. The way I see it, the only way to win the dating lotto is to play the dating lotto. So, I guess you can say I'm in it to win it these days.
Now, for those of you who play the lotto you know that there are times that not even ONE number comes up; however something happens and although you may have felt horribly rejected there you are in the line the next day ready to play again.
We call this practice for the real thing, right?
In the dating lotto, one must also be prepared for the loses. Especially since each loss should (in my world of skittles and rainbows!) get you one step closer to hitting the dating jackpot. The only thing left to do after such loses is take a quite introspective view of the date, tell your closest girlfriends, move on and use the information for a blog.
Let's take a quick look at the loses:
-Mr. Colombia: Best case scenario he lied about his profession and living situation and worst case scenario he was married and probably had body parts under his bed. Plus, he lied about his height.
-The Wolf:called himself the “wolf” and quickly proclaimed that he wanted to “eat me.”
-The Splasher-said he loved the rain. (Me too!) Then went on and on about how he would go out of his way to intentionally splash people with street puddles in his lifted truck because, “they should know better than to walk near puddles.” Ummm…Karma?
-The Closer (formally known as Master Gemini): wanted to know everything about me instantly including the last time I had hanky panky. (hanky panky is my word…not his)
-Mr. Fog: this guy was in complete fog on what he looked like in person and thought his circa 1990 pictures were adequate reflections.
-The Bore: When I asked what his hobbies and interests were he said, “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” Yeah…he was 37.
-The Alchemist: Once again I fell victim to my sarcasm and thought The Alchemist was joking about his travels from Texas, Mexican officials chasing him and his life on the run. Now, a public speaker and self-help guru I decided to pass after I was added to his mass emailing list of daily inspiration according to him.
-Houdini:Houdini seemed like a decent person. So much so that I introduced him to some friends. On that night he decided to reveal to me that he was with his friends the evening before as they partook in some illegal drug activity as he "watched." Hmm. I stated my opinion on the matter after he asked and a day later he disappeared never to be heard from again. Not a loss, really.
Of course, I have met some men that I felt a connection with and for reason A, B or C they just weren't that into me. Those situations are much harder to get over but eventually I do. It is the nature of the dating lotto.
Today, Mr. Saxx Man (refer back to Part I) is someone who has captured my attention. The experience has been natural, fun and easy.
So, why am I looking for Mr. Right online? Check back for Part III and I'll tell you.
Sweetfully yours,
Tabitha
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