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It wasn't until yesterday that I realised I hadn't blogged in just under a week. Whiff reminding me was probably a good thing. It would probably be a good plan if I started writing stuff down again.
After around 2 months, I think, of using a 'dating' site I have come to terms with exactly the kind of crap that is generally found on them. Whoever thought internet dating was a good idea, clearly hasn't used what I am currently a 'member' of. Good God. So, not only do I get the foot fetish malarky which, subsequently has calmed down recently, I am bombarded with the same old dull, lifeless intro messages anyone could ever be subjected to. Fair enough, if you're out and about, these start up lines are perfectly acceptable. However, online, not so much. 'Hi, How are you?' Wow, so not only are you trying to bore me senseless, you've also got no ambition to stand out from the crowd a little more. If you aren't even interested to fight for my attention don't bother sending that drivel. My favourite kind of people on these sites are the ones who send a lifeless message (as above), don't get a response then send the same damn thing a couple of days later. Literally word for word. Surely, if you are interested in grabbing my attention, have realised you've not done a good job, you'd then attempt something a little more interesting.
It's plain to see the lacklustre attempts some people make. Yet, on the other hand, it's great to hear from people who actually have made what seems some sort of effort to take an interest. The way I can tell whether someone has actually bothered to read my profile, as opposed to merely looking at the photos, thinking 'that'll do', is the person who asks about my blog or whatever. Someone who has actually bothered to take a look in to the briefly explained life of Miss Hannah Louise Case. It's also painfully clear who hasn't read my profile because I explicitly say that if you want to talk to me I will not reply to messages simply asking how I am or how my weekend was. Bore off.
No one has taken my breath away so far. There have been people who have been lovely to talk to but overall I am unimpressed. Not with the guys in this area anyway. Jeez it seems to me that all the ones with decent conversation and a face I can tolerate are at least an hour away. Far too much effort for me I'm afraid.
I do love the topless photos from the guys though. It's a great way to get a certain type of person talking to you at the least. I have no time for someone who only has a 'decent' body to show off and lacks in personality. To be honest I'm not even fussed by muscly men. Big shoulders, big arms. That's all I would like in a fella. Not some 'ripped', steroid pumped, gym addict who is only interested in working out and the nutritional content of his food. Let's live a little shall we?
On the whole, internet dating is not going well. It may be partly due to my, not really making any effort to care enough, but even so. Ladies, don't bother with it. Unless you are after a weird guy asking to lick your feet, a quick fuck or utter disappointment. Guys...the same applies to you.
After seeing what is on offer, I am in even less of a rush to find someone. I will not be settling for any less than I deserve and quite frankly, I think I've had enough of bullshit men.
Hannah xox
After around 2 months, I think, of using a 'dating' site I have come to terms with exactly the kind of crap that is generally found on them. Whoever thought internet dating was a good idea, clearly hasn't used what I am currently a 'member' of. Good God. So, not only do I get the foot fetish malarky which, subsequently has calmed down recently, I am bombarded with the same old dull, lifeless intro messages anyone could ever be subjected to. Fair enough, if you're out and about, these start up lines are perfectly acceptable. However, online, not so much. 'Hi, How are you?' Wow, so not only are you trying to bore me senseless, you've also got no ambition to stand out from the crowd a little more. If you aren't even interested to fight for my attention don't bother sending that drivel. My favourite kind of people on these sites are the ones who send a lifeless message (as above), don't get a response then send the same damn thing a couple of days later. Literally word for word. Surely, if you are interested in grabbing my attention, have realised you've not done a good job, you'd then attempt something a little more interesting.
It's plain to see the lacklustre attempts some people make. Yet, on the other hand, it's great to hear from people who actually have made what seems some sort of effort to take an interest. The way I can tell whether someone has actually bothered to read my profile, as opposed to merely looking at the photos, thinking 'that'll do', is the person who asks about my blog or whatever. Someone who has actually bothered to take a look in to the briefly explained life of Miss Hannah Louise Case. It's also painfully clear who hasn't read my profile because I explicitly say that if you want to talk to me I will not reply to messages simply asking how I am or how my weekend was. Bore off.
No one has taken my breath away so far. There have been people who have been lovely to talk to but overall I am unimpressed. Not with the guys in this area anyway. Jeez it seems to me that all the ones with decent conversation and a face I can tolerate are at least an hour away. Far too much effort for me I'm afraid.
I do love the topless photos from the guys though. It's a great way to get a certain type of person talking to you at the least. I have no time for someone who only has a 'decent' body to show off and lacks in personality. To be honest I'm not even fussed by muscly men. Big shoulders, big arms. That's all I would like in a fella. Not some 'ripped', steroid pumped, gym addict who is only interested in working out and the nutritional content of his food. Let's live a little shall we?
On the whole, internet dating is not going well. It may be partly due to my, not really making any effort to care enough, but even so. Ladies, don't bother with it. Unless you are after a weird guy asking to lick your feet, a quick fuck or utter disappointment. Guys...the same applies to you.
After seeing what is on offer, I am in even less of a rush to find someone. I will not be settling for any less than I deserve and quite frankly, I think I've had enough of bullshit men.
Hannah xox
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