You never know what will happen when you create a profile on a dating site. Will you get Idris Elba or Flavor Flav? When searching for love you never know what you’re going to get from the Cracker Jack box.
Meeting someone is not the same anymore. Back in the day you could just pass a note stating check yes or no if you like me. Now there are dating sites like e-harmony, Match.com, Christianmingle.com, Interracialdating.com, and many more. Let’s not forget social media. That appears to be the new black.
With all of these new outlets for meeting someone, I must say that online dating is not as easy as these e-harmony commercials make it seem. Honestly, I hate dating, but in order to meet someone you have to put yourself out there. So I did.
I had my first date last week. We met in Manhattan (Uptown Harlem) for dinner at The Corner Social. My date had been there before and wanted to go back. The scene of this restaurant is dressy and chic, not a look that one would wear to get burgers and Idaho potatoes from Five Guys Burgers. My date was late, and text messaged me 20 minutes from the time he was supposed to arrive to let me know that. To add insult to injury, Mr. Fabulous shows up 30 minutes late wearing shredded denim jeans and a too-small leather jacket (Children’s Place may I say) with dirty muddy sneakers.
I decided to excuse the look, but it was all downhill from there. He talked all about himself, his area of work, and his roommates he lives with in Brooklyn. I tried, unsuccessfully, to get a conversation in, but it was all about him for the next 58 minutes and 28 seconds. Yes,
I counted!!! Don’t judge….
Rule of Dating: Don’t talk about yourself too much. Allow the other person to talk. Your job should not be the main focus.
I wanted to run for exit when he started to lick his fingers and use the garlic bread to sop the edge of the plate. FYI, the plate was already empty. The check came, and he reported that the bill should be divided in half. WHAT!? Well, mother always said never leave home without your wallet. Needless to say, that was my first and last date with Mr. Fabulous.
One bad date does not define all other dates. Although the first date was a hot mess, it was good to get back out there on the dating scene. Mr. Right is out there somewhere. The search continues…
Catch you all on the dating scene. xoxo