Online dating is something that many have tried, but few have had real success with… Here is a great story from Jenny about a recent experience she has had…
I must have a sign on my head that says, Sucker.
Just recently, at the age of 65, I have finally realised that I am destined forever to be without a partner. So many times I have met seemingly eligible men, and it has always turned out to be wrong in so many ways.
I don’t go out looking for male company; it just seems to find me. It is like I have a neon sign on my head that says “come lead me on, I am a sucker, I am gullible”.
The last attempt, just recently, a male contacted me through a dating site. He seemed to be a gentleman, said all the right things. I was close to setting up a meeting. He assured me he was alone, not involved with anyone else, texted me about 20 times a day, telling me all the things a woman likes to hear.
Golly, I thought, maybe my luck has changed.
He was even a different star sign to what I had normally encountered. We chatted about all manner of things and got along like the proverbial house on fire. He seemed a gentle soul, we liked many of the same things, he did community work, always a good sign I thought. Must have a kind heart I also thought.
Maybe I think too much. Maybe I imagine things are just hunky-dory… There are so many maybes.
Time flew by, I was getting keen to meet, he was as well, or so he said.
I thought at least we could be good friends, even if nothing else became of it. Always good to have friends, one can never have too many of them.
I asked a few questions, like, have you met many women online. He answered no.
Assured me I was the only one. Alarms started ringing in my head. The only one!
Where had I heard that before?
Oh yes, the last one, and the one before, as well as the one before that. Surely, I thought, a man could not only have one friend. That didn’t sound right to me. I mean, I have many friends with whom I chat and text. I even go out to social occasions with male friends. I travel all over Australia with a male companion.
I don’t pretend to be the one and only of anyone. It doesn’t mean I sleep with any of my male friends. It doesn’t mean I have sexual relations with them either. I firmly believe in platonic relationships. Platonic relationships are great. I am quite willing to be that one and only though if I gel with someone special.
Why is it that men always have to pretend. Why can’t they be upfront and honest about everything? Why indeed you may ask. Well, I think it is just because they are men. It seems to be built into their brains to be deceitful.
I know there are exceptions to the rule in anything, so please all you men who read this, do not be offended.
Suffice to say; my latest contact turned out to be sending suggestive messages to a good friend of mine, who incidentally is a happily married woman. She told him she wasn’t interested but he persisted, she had to block him in the end.
When I queried him about this, he told me that she had contacted him and made suggestions. All I could say was, be careful with whom you chat, you never know who their friends are. And, be honest, there is no need to lie, no one, especially me, likes a liar. I am happy if men have women friends, it shows they are normal.
My friend and I had a bit of a laugh about it and deleted him from our lives.
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