February 1, 2012 § 57 Comments
In the spirit of keeping you abreast with any online developments for your delectation and as a way of eking out this blog so it may retain its daily habit, I thought I would impart the good news, the latest from my tentative forays into the world of internet dating. Yesterday I saw a man’s profile on one of the dating sites I have been a-trawling and it looked quite promising. It hit my inbox and I thought, Hey, 48 (tra la! not an OAP!), perfectly nice-looking, seems OK, doesn’t live in Far Flung… Not bad. I could even contemplate pressing the Contact Him button…
But then I looked at the further photographs he had provided of himself. The first few were fine. It was the last which gave me pause. He was blacked up like a performer in the Black and White Minstrel Show: dark suit, bright waistcoat, top hat, affro wig, face covered in boot polish or whatever was the theatrical make-up of choice. I am sorry, may be rather po-faced of me, but I thought, Hey, you know what, I have the feeling this man and I … Well, the chances are he would regard me as someone who had a SOH on a rather different level than his own, and he would almost certainly regard mine as the inferior one.
I shall not be clicking the Contact Him button after all because I already don’t suppose I am the woman for him.
But, I remain undeterred I swear it.