Thursday, April 9, 2015

plenty of fish and other things like whales and coral

hey guys, remember when i was a vegetarian for like two years b/c i was angry about cow rape?  just thought we should all remember that for a bit.

anywho, today i was reminded that i live in a sitcom.  sometimes i forget that i'm living in a sitcom and i think maybe i'm just a normal person and then something ridiculous happens and i'm like oh right, i remember this.

a little less than a year ago i went on a date with a man i had met on eharmony.  i didn't want to go on the date with him b/c that day he had text messaged me and in the message he called me ELAINE which is my all time least favorite thing to be called.  i'd rather you were just like hey crapbag than call me elaine.  so i'm totally not feeling the date b/c this sucker called me elaine and i found out that day that he didn't have brown hair (which is a ridiculously huge thing for me... also you're probably right now thinking to yourself, ah yes self, i totally see now why elaina is single, yes, yes, it finally makes sense).  but i went through with it anyway.  to my recollection it was a perfectly adequate evening but i had no intention of following up with him and would probably only say sure if asked to go out again.

but i wasn't asked.  never heard from him again and definitely felt like that was the best outcome for all parties.

flash forward to the present.  a couple of days ago i decided i wanted to see what plenty of fish was about b/c my friend maria is trying it and she seemed to say that it was both ok and terrible at the same time and for whatever reason that got me really curious about what goes on there.  i love things that on the positive side are just ok and on the negative side are terrible.  i want to see what those odds are like!

so i sign up for an account, upload a few pictures, write a sentence or two for the bio (which i think just says "i like books and bicycles, lets be friends"... totally the most accurate bio that was ever written) and then the waiting begins.  you start getting messages from mostly weirdos who say creepy things.  or weirdos who send you form emails.  or weirdos who don't remember they already went on a date with you and that it did not end well.

i kid you not, this morning i look at my phone and there's a message from this dude, saying hey how was your weekend.  and i thought oh weird, he found me again i guess i'll say hello.  long story short, turns out he didn't remember me and i had to be like uuum we've already met and gone out and it was not great, sooooo...

sooooo... lets continue chatting b/c now there is no easy way out of this conversation unless i just want to delete the thing from my phone which really does seem like the best course of action at this point.  however knowing my luck i will definitely run into this man again.  and he will probably hit on me without realizing who i am and i will have to once again say 'hey, no!  remember?  YOU DON'T LIKE ME.'

and i really hate reminding people that they don't like me.

the good news is that clearly he doesn't like me b/c of my personality (since he contacted me again based on pictures) and it's a lot easier for me to accept rejection based on my personality b/c that just means he's wrong b/c i'm AWESOME and he can just go and being single with his wrongness.

in conclusion, plenty of fish: it's both ok and terrible.  try it out!

1 comment:

Laurel said...

Crazy.

I know a lady who in all her texts or emails to me calls me Lauren. No offense to people named Lauren, but I take that like you take Elaine.