When it comes to this internet dating, I would say that my getting a reply from my initial message average is about 1 in 3. Of the messages I receive, I would say the inverse ratio of my replying is true or 2 in 3. Of those that I am able to start an internet conversation, I'd say I meet about 2 in 5... all these ratios are totally made up; I have no data to back them up; but this is my best guess... in any case, here are some of the ladies(?) I never met:
-There was that 40 year old white lady who wrote me "If only I was 10 years younger..."
-The other white lady in her mid-thirties with a semi-racist ILOVEASIANBOYS (or something very similar to that) screen name who just wrote "You're ADORABLE."
-There's the girl that asked me if I wanted to talk over the phone. I sent her my number... nothing... I send her an email a couple days later, and she says she's seeing someone...
-There's the girl from Georgia who doesn't have a southern accent. Date setup up, the day of, she says she can't make it; reschedule for the next day; says she's held up at work again; says she'll let me know if her weekend is free...
-There's the girl that asked ME if I wanted to meet up for coffee... wasn't interested, so I ignored... next day she emails me again "well, I guess not... good luck" (at least she had a sense of humor about it)
-There's the girl that sent a chat request; talked about how she also had a maltese, a boy; that we should have a pet date... that her dog would probably end up raping my Swan... I actually thought that was funny and we actually chatted some more; but she was really boring after that...
-There's the girl that we set up a tennis date... the day before and the day of, no confirmation, so the next day I message her on Facebook "gg" and de-friend her and she replies "gg?" (for you non-gamers, GG = good game; usually something the loser says before losing and leaving the game)
-and finally, there was that girl who worked at a crisis hotline... I wanted to make conversation so I asked her if she'd ever told anyone they should just cash out and take their chances on the other side... and she replied "WTF, that's messed up!".... looking back... she made the right choice.... but in my defense, I'm just a dumbass... and also, she said she was Buddhist... so wouldn't suicide just be like a reset button?... and also, I've worked in customer service, and there were times when people would call and I would think "geez... just kill yourself and stop bothering me~!"
... I think I've said enough ignorant and offensive things for now
Monday, January 23, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
The Neighbor concluded
For the second date, we met up at Honda-Ya for some sushi rolls, some yaki-tori, etc. Normally I would order a beer or maybe some warm sake, but she had told me on the first date that she wasn't really much of a drinker... and I didn't really want to show my alcoholic side... at least not yet... so I skipped the refreshing drinks and stuck with the plain H2O. And even without the alcoholic courage, I still had a pretty good time. Afterwards, we decided to get some dessert at 86 Degrees. I suggested we carpool, and since my house was on the way, I asked if I could pick up Swan and just enjoy our treats outside on the benches. So we swung by my place to pick Swan up, and of course she did her thing... with the cute yapping, the hopping on her hind legs and of course the licking of the face~!
We arrived at the place, and per usual, there was a line... why so many people love their pastries is just ridiculous... but anyways, stood in line, and she offered to buy the dessert, so I found a table and waited and few minutes later she came back with some various baked goods. We talked some more and at the end, I drove her back to her car... not a bad date.
So things went on like this for a few weeks. I started picking her up for our dates. It was really convenient since she lived so close. We did the usual things... dinner, movies, bowling, Dave and Buster's, etc. And since she didn't really drink too much and I didn't want to be an alcoholic and drink by myself, the dates were quite affordable~! On one of the dates, she mentioned how her mom wanted her to start going to church and told of the last time she went to church she went to a Korean church... she felt uncomfortable because during the small group time, the people were doing prayer requests and they were saying really personal stuff, and she felt uncomfortable when it was her turn, so she said a very generic request... and she gave them her info, and they would call her, asking her when she would come to church, etc. I asked her if she wanted to go this church I knew of, more catered towards 2nd generation Asian-Americans, very casual called Newsong... so yes, for a couple of weeks, I actually started going to church... I know I know, I'm a sell-out...
So one day, I ask her if she wants to do anything Friday and she said lets go to this vegan coffee shop. She said she'll meet me there. So we meet there, I order a soy "latte" and a ginger "scone". We do the usual small talk, I ask her if she wants to do anything afterwards when she starts the "I-don't-think-we're-a-good-match" talk... she said that going out with me felt like a job... not enough to talk about... not enough similarities... awkward silences... she thought of me like an older brother... so yeah, things ended well~!
Looking back, it was ironically a perfect scene for getting dumped by my "girlfriend"... she was my "girlfriend" like how the vegan cafe tried to call my drink a "latte" and that brick a "scone"... you need real milk in a latte and butter and eggs to make a scone... most retarded cafe ever... but yeah, its nothing personal... more than feeling heartbroken, I just felt really pathetic... I remember a few days later, hanging out with a friend... we were driving in the car and the conversation died out and we were just listening to the radio... and I started panicking thinking that maybe this was the awkward silences she was talking about... that maybe I'm just really dull... but whatevers, back to the drawing board~!
We arrived at the place, and per usual, there was a line... why so many people love their pastries is just ridiculous... but anyways, stood in line, and she offered to buy the dessert, so I found a table and waited and few minutes later she came back with some various baked goods. We talked some more and at the end, I drove her back to her car... not a bad date.
So things went on like this for a few weeks. I started picking her up for our dates. It was really convenient since she lived so close. We did the usual things... dinner, movies, bowling, Dave and Buster's, etc. And since she didn't really drink too much and I didn't want to be an alcoholic and drink by myself, the dates were quite affordable~! On one of the dates, she mentioned how her mom wanted her to start going to church and told of the last time she went to church she went to a Korean church... she felt uncomfortable because during the small group time, the people were doing prayer requests and they were saying really personal stuff, and she felt uncomfortable when it was her turn, so she said a very generic request... and she gave them her info, and they would call her, asking her when she would come to church, etc. I asked her if she wanted to go this church I knew of, more catered towards 2nd generation Asian-Americans, very casual called Newsong... so yes, for a couple of weeks, I actually started going to church... I know I know, I'm a sell-out...
So one day, I ask her if she wants to do anything Friday and she said lets go to this vegan coffee shop. She said she'll meet me there. So we meet there, I order a soy "latte" and a ginger "scone". We do the usual small talk, I ask her if she wants to do anything afterwards when she starts the "I-don't-think-we're-a-good-match" talk... she said that going out with me felt like a job... not enough to talk about... not enough similarities... awkward silences... she thought of me like an older brother... so yeah, things ended well~!
Looking back, it was ironically a perfect scene for getting dumped by my "girlfriend"... she was my "girlfriend" like how the vegan cafe tried to call my drink a "latte" and that brick a "scone"... you need real milk in a latte and butter and eggs to make a scone... most retarded cafe ever... but yeah, its nothing personal... more than feeling heartbroken, I just felt really pathetic... I remember a few days later, hanging out with a friend... we were driving in the car and the conversation died out and we were just listening to the radio... and I started panicking thinking that maybe this was the awkward silences she was talking about... that maybe I'm just really dull... but whatevers, back to the drawing board~!
Sunday, January 8, 2012
The Neighbor
Every morning, I wake up and walk Swan one lap around the park across the street shown above. There's always a senior Chinese couple that also walk, always holding hands, and doing calisthenics afterwards. The next tale is of a young lady that I met who lived on the other side of the park... just goes to show how really alienated I am from my neighbors.
Anyways, after a while, I eventually did ask her out; destination Yogurt Land~! For those of you keeping track, the dates have gotten gradually less expensive. From sushi dinner, to burger lunch / yogurt, to just yogurt (note: The double date girl actually came after this, and that date was actually free, so yes, the trend of going more cheap did continue; am hoping to eventually get the girl to pay for the date and then pay me extra for my companionship... someday... :) I arrived a little early and waited outside. After the confirmation, we went inside, created our yogurts, and like a G, I paid and we decided to enjoy our treats outside.
I told her how I thought she was Japanese, since a lot of her interests (movies, books, music, etc) were Japanese; but turns out she was Korean; 1.5, meaning she came from Korea when she was in middle school; so an ever so slight accent. She also used air quotes a lot when she talked, but with just 1 hand... so maybe they were insect antennae; like some Korean thing I'm not aware of... but I'm not that picky... that's the kind of quirk I can over-look. So on my very small check list of cute enough and interesting enough, she passed both. At the end, I told her I had a really fun time and said goodbye... but I forgot to get her number!
A couple of days later, I sent her an email and asked if she wanted to hang out again some time. I waited a couple of days with no response. I knew that this was a no go... but lo and behold, on the third day.... (I was going to say something sacrilegious but decided not to) a message saying sure. After a few email tag sessions, I finally got her number and finally arranged the elusive 2nd date~!
to be continued...
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