Saturday, February 7, 2009

Looking for love...reluctantly.

About a month ago, a dear friend and I were discussing the complete lack of suitable men who spend their time at bars in San Francisco. We compared stories, (which took a while) and decided that San Francisco is a modern day Never-Never Land. The bars are a swimming with Peter Pan wannabes, in whatever flavor you could ask for. Depending on the district, you can find men who wear skin tight pants, men who spend more money at Banana Republic than you ever will, men who just came to our country because they heard you never had to grow up, and men who like other men who never grew up.
Fed up with the whole charade, we took a look at Because, as their slogan says, "It's okay to look." And look we did! These were an entirely new breed of the male species. There were doctors, lawyers, environmental engineers. They had hobbies like hiking, and going to museums. They traveled. They READ BOOKS!!!
So the following weekend, in a fit of alone-ness, I signed up. I wrote what I thought was a thoughtful, witty profile, and searched for pictures that were both recent and flattering. This was no easy job, my friends.
The first few days, I was actually pretty excited. I had a whole new pool of doctors who read books and wanted to take me on dates to museums. This was what I had in mind when I thought of dating in the city.
But it turns out, as many things do, that is not all sunshine and roses...or lawyers and engineers if you will. There are also people who know all the lines from the Lord of the Rings movies. And guys who tell you up front that eating meat is a deadly sin. (To be fair, it is San Francisco.)
And best of all, there are guys who shop at banana republic, guys who wear skinny jeans, and guys who don't want to grow up. In other words. It's just like the bars. It's like someone went down the Marina district and digitized about 7 bars full of douche bags.
So, I've been a member for a month now, and all I have to show for it are good stories. Which I could have gotten at the bar, and at least I'd get a few Vodka-Tonics out of the deal.
So I plan to run away from this as soon as my membership is up...but what I didn't read in the fine print, is that if you don't cancel, they just keep charging you. So I got charged for a new month, and tried my hardest to reverse it. The girl on the phone cheerfully informed me of the fine print of the contract, told me she can't give my money back, and then gave me some helpful dating tips. Have a nice day!
So I'm stuck in this adventure for another month. Stay tuned for the misadventures of my life as an online dater. If I'm not likely to find someone to date, at least I can mine the experience for blogging fun.

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