“Sphinx” is a new woman that I’m currently working on. I’m trying to get her ass out of the house and in front of me, because if I can, if I do, her ass is mine.
I call her “Sphinx” because she has three of those hairless Sphinx cats. The early call at this point is that she is pretty interested. Time will tell, and as the Rolling Stones sang, “Time is on my side, yes it is.”
It’s ironic that I met her on a dating app and she asked the question above that I screen shot for you.
Why the dating app, Rob? Why indeed?
I could “mind-read” her and think, “Oh! This has to do with my looks and my personality. The way that I’m a smooth motherfucker when it comes to texting, flirting, and bantering. She asked that question because clearly she thinks, ‘why is he on here?'” And maybe this is the case. The truth is, I have no idea, and nor does it matter. I could speculate until the cows come home. But then I would be no better than the dudes on the internet whose knowledge of women is in the abstract. Postulating and speculating. “Monday night quarterbacking” from their gaming chairs in the basement. I gave up all that shit a long time ago.
Back to the question at hand though, “Okay seriously, why the dating app?”
Why not? I like to maximize my opportunities and options. Guys, I have been doing online dating, off and on, for over 20 years now. I started back in 2000. If I only went with women that I had met from cold approach, the bars, the grocery stores, and through friends and family, my “pickings” would have ended somewhere around the year 2000. I wouldn’t have met half the women that I have.
But why the dating app? Where else am I going to meet women? I’m 50 years old. I work 40+ hours a week. I’m tired when I get home. I don’t “shit where I eat,” so dating women from my job and from my customers is off the table. Bars are expensive, I can get drunk far cheaper at home. When I go to the grocery store, sure, I’ll approach a woman if she is showing clear indicators of interest. Otherwise I’m there to buy my food and whatnot and get out of there.
Most of my friends live out of state, and the ones that do live here would hook me up with their wives’ friends. Trust me, I’m not interested. Slump busters are a thing, but there’s only so many grenades you can jump on before you completely blow yourself to hell.
So where the hell am I supposed to meet women if not online? I’m asking this question to you, Gentle Reader, in all seriousness. I work full time, I have activities I enjoy doing that usually don’t include women, and I have only so much money in the bank. Where am I supposed to meet them? I’m looking high and low, and no women to be found.
Why is that? Because of Uber Eats and Door Dash? That and most of the women that I have met in the last couple of years have taken multi-year sabbaticals from dating.
“Go to church, Rob!”
Church? Don’t make me laugh. I haven’t been to a church for religious reasons since I was twelve years old. I’m not the religious type, nor do I tend to attract the religious type. So that’s out of the question.
The real question is, “why NOT the dating app?”
Why not? I can meet women from around my area. Sure there’s a “ceiling” to how good looking they are going to be, but I’m fine with that. Ultimately, those “9’s and 10’s” that you seek? They don’t exist except in your fantasies. Most women are “mids.” Isn’t that the new term you guys have come up with for average women?
Well guess what? Most women are average. Top of the bell curve. I’m okay with that, how about you?
Why NOT the dating app?
The great majority of the women I have met in the last twenty years have come from there. It’s a world of easy opportunity, abundance, and convenience. You match with one and it doesn’t go anywhere? No problem, there’s always another woman.
You meet up and things don’t pan out? No problem, get back on the app and start swiping again. There’s always another woman.
Every face, every profile, every “right” swipe, is a new opportunity. You meet enough women over time, you get to a point where if things don’t work out with one woman, there’s always another one waiting in the wings. There’s always another woman.
I’ve had three different women that I was dealing with decide to tell me, within a few days of each other, “I want more, Rob,” and they left. It sucked, but… There’s always another woman.
So why NOT the dating app?