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But when I started it was a bit like train-spotting — you’d heard about it, you knew it went on, but the sort of people who did it were a little bit odd and not the type whose ­company you’d keep.

A man signing up for the first time (and I know this because I tried it) would have been greeted with ­pictures of ­Scarlett Johansson ­lookalikes, ­boasting about their ­cooking skills while posing in bikinis.She replied cynically: ‘He’s ­probably back online now, lining up the next one.’ I checked his profile online — it was flashing, which meant that he was messaging someone else. And that’s the huge stumbling block with internet dating: there’s too much choice. It felt a little bit grubby and, if I’m honest, desperate. Why on earth did I think the idea of a childless woman cruising for men at the zoo was somehow less embarrassing than admitting the truth?There are on average seven women to every man, creating the kid in a sweet shop effect. Whenever I started to see someone on a regular basis, I could never bring myself to admit where I’d met him to my friends and ­colleagues. They couldn’t believe my success in meeting men at the super-market, the dry cleaners, on the bus, in the park. The longest relationship I had as a result of meeting on an internet dating site was seven months.Aged 34, I vowed to give up on internet dating for ever and take my chances in the real world.OK, I didn’t have a date every other night, but it was refreshing to meet people without having first to email each other for a week about our favourite films.After nearly a decade away, she was right: things had changed.

There were hundreds of sites to choose from, all with really ­positive, bouncy names that it must have taken marketing executives hours of brainstorming to come up with.

Well, don’t — because, ladies, the world is full of handsome, charming men with six-figure salaries, who are all queuing up to commit to ­people just like you. It was 14 years ago, when I was 30, that I first tried online dating.

I’m talking about internet dating, of course, where millions of singletons (and quite a few marrieds on the make) line up to be selected and rejected in a process that has become ­Britain’s most popular way for couples to get together. Too young for the dinner party set, too old to be hanging out at nightclubs, it seemed like a hopeless cause until a friend of a similar age took me out and confessed her dirty little secret: she’d started to meet men online.

Names such as Soul Mates, Plenty More Fish, Love And Friends.

I suppose Oddballs And Social ­Misfits is never going to attract too many customers, is it?

The truth is that I have hardly any hobbies or interests, but I’ve never yet seen a box I could tick that says: ‘Likes sitting in front of the TV, bitching about everyone on screen.’ One question some sites do ask is if you’d like to have children. If you say ‘Yes’, you’ll come across as some baby-hungry bunny boiler, but say ‘No’ and you’re Cruella De Vil.