As you may or may not know, I do the online dating “thing”. I really wish I kept a list of the guys I’ve talked to, but it might be more embarrassing than handy. I’d venture to say I have talked to over 100 guys (I am always talking to at least one). Of the guys I have talked to, I have met 4 of them (and dated one). That’s about a 1% success rate (better than my “real life dating” success rate, hollahhhh!)
#1 was sweet as pie and our second date was the cast member preview of Cars Land in California Adventure (HOW CUTE IS THAT, GUYS?!) We vibed well, it just didn’t pan out. He was pretty much in love with me though, you should see his Tumblr posts about me…
#2 was a volunteer firefighter (or something like that) and could maintain a conversation. I met #2 after work one night and he was awkward as FUCK. I’ve interacted with my fair share of awkward people, but this was a whole-nova-levahl (please, someone, get that reference). We talked for 5 minutes before I lied and said I had to get home. #sorrynotsorry
#3 was ridic attractive. He was 6’4”, blonde, and a philosophy major. We met for coffee and decided to go see the midnight showing of The Hobbit a few days later (GUYS, WHY DID I AGREE TO THAT? NEW LOW!) Anyways, when I was 2 minutes away from the theater he texted me to cancel. Never talked to him again (well, I got really drunk on NYE, we definitely talked then…)
#4 was the most attractive of the bunch (he could be related to Bradley Cooper). While I was walking (okay, stumbling) through a casino in Vegas, he told me something: he had done time. No, not time at the gym or in a soup kitchen; time in prison (3 ½ years, to be exact). Like jumpsuit and visiting hours prison. After a minor freak-out, I told him where I stood: I wasn’t about to stop talking to him because he had made a mistake, albeit a rather large, life-altering mistake.
#4 and I dated for about two weeks. Looking back on it, it was such a short amount of time, but we went out about 7 times total. Sometimes I wonder if I dated him because I’m an open-minded person or because I was so desperate that I would date anyone. I guess I won’t ever know unless I go see a therapist and discuss my choices in men (stay tuned for that post, I’m sure it’s coming eventually…)
I’ve learned a whole lot about myself through online dating. I am in complete control of who I have in my life: I can choose to date a felon, I can choose to not talk to someone because they said “Your beautiful” instead of “You’re beautiful”, etc. I guess that’s what being a bold bitch is all about. Doing whatever the fuck you want. You don’t have to justify your actions to anyone.
Take chances, date a bunch of people you wouldn’t normally date, enjoy every single second of it and don’t answer to anyone but yourself (or Ryan Gosling, because we all know we’d drop everything for that hunk).
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