I can’t be bothered. CBA to message a bunch of randoms. Just feels like a tedious job interview doesn’t it.
A job interview where the candidates send you unsolicited dick pics and sub-Penthouse porn stories.
Anyone ever been catfished?
Super easy to spot the catfishes innit? I mean, the sort of person who would go to the trouble to make one of them isn’t the sort of person who could convincingly ape the mannerisms and personality of a real life, actual woman.
Also if you’re not sure, just have a few simple tests that they have to pass before messaging i.e. if it’s okcupid -
more than one photo, doesn’t just give all the sexiest answers on the sex questions, actually explains a few answers… etc
If only saint_cronin had been able to read my sage advice.
Dunno mate, I’ve just seen about a hundred episodes of the MTV show and have never used a dating site, so I’m curious.
Google image search & only modeling type photos are dead giveaways too.
First date in ages tomorrow after work. Definitely gonna have a pre-beer on the train back from Edinburgh.
might sign up to one but feel a bit unattractive recently so probably a bad idea. imagine it could be really bad for self-esteem.
yeah, I keep thinking about doing it but I haven’t yet got round to it. probably due to various kinds of insecurity.
I went on a dating website for one day some of years back. I used photos of me when I was 18, young and fairly decent looking. I got tons of responses.
Then I deleted the account and put up a new one with photos of me now, older, fatter, hair starting to recede. Zero responses.
It was an experiment to prove what I believed I knew already - that I am better off finding someone in a bar when we’re both shitfaced. And, yes, that is how I met my current partner of three and a half years.
would love to run a dating agency
there’s surely gotta be a market for it, for people who just hate dating apps and sites
especially cos at first i’d know everyone on it, meaning anyone who sent a dick pic would get destroyed
Got the “no spark” response; which I probably agree with on balance (I wasn’t sure how much of my thinking was clouded over by nerves forwardslash not knowing what the fuck a date even is, pal).
At least I know what the fuck a date even is, pal, now, though. SO I CAN INCORPORATE THIS EXPERIENCE INTO A ROSCOE AND MARLON ROSCMARNLONTIC COMEDY COMING SOON TO A DIS THREAD NEAR U
You should set up a DiS dating agency / Dinner Date service. Reserved for people with Trust Level 2 or above (edited because I don’t have time for this!)
would love to have the confidence and be normal enough to try this but I’m a hugely damaged person with no money so it’s hard to imagine a world where I’d be making anyone happier.
This reminds me…
Bam! We love you!
If someone can love and adore me despite all my many, so many, faults then it can happen for anyone.
Well, with a bit of luck. Being in the right place at the right time.
For instance, the day that I met my current partner of getting on towards four years was a Friday. I was going home from work. I encountered a friend on the street who lived locally. He’d just moved there so he invited me in for an after work bottle of ale. (He’d stocked up at Clapton Craft, bottles and growlers.)
While we were at his house, still drinking and chatting, another friend phoned him to say that it was his girlfriend’s birthday and his flat was starting to fill up with women so did we want to come round and keep him company. Being a pub manager, he had a large collection of bottled beers. So of course we said yes.
By about 10.30 or so the girls decided to go to a local bar. Us three blokes went with them. Why not? And that’s where I met my now partner. On a night where I was going to go home and spend a Friday night alone but random circumstances led me to do something else instead.
Aw what a nice story