Well, apparently I did. I was dating a friend from my past. Ironically enough, we reconnected on a social networking site. I had never intended to use that site as a way to hook up, rather just interact with people and maybe find some of my friends I hadn’t talked to in some time. Anyways, we were dating (probably against her better judgment) when all hell broke loose.
We had joked that if another one of our mutual friends had become single, she would totally “ditch my ass in a heartbeat,” (little did I realize, she wasn’t joking ). I never thought twice about it. He had been with someone for YEARS and was happy. Then the improbable happened. He was involved in something that caused an instant strain on the relationship and broke up. And his first phone call? The one I was going out with! How’s that for bad karma?
Needless to say, my ass got drop-kicked to the curb (my only solace is that after a few weeks, he decided to go back with the recent ex … ha!) Right then and there, something just clicked. I started internalizing stuff: “I can’t trust my own decisions about women,” “what the hell was I thinking?” “How the hell did this happen … for once I didn’t cause this!” and a myriad of other thoughts. For the first time ever, someone broke up with me not because I did something (which is usually the case) but for something I couldn’t control. I was livid.
In the midst of the ranting and raving, I did something impulsive. I said “F-it,” and registered for an online dating service. THE ONE THING I SAID I’D NEVER DO!!! I was so pissed and riled up, I was probably inclined to lick a frozen metal pole if someone told me it would help.
So 200 or so questions later (once I commit, I commit!) I register for a service. Within 24 hours, I get a set of “matches” for my review, and off I go.
What the hell did I do???
