I started writing this post over a month ago and just never got around to finishing it. In the meantime, I have shared this story with many of my friends and I have found the reaction to be exactly the same. I have mentioned my tribe and how fabulous they all are, but what I’m not sure I have said, is that all of them are about as different as night and day, a merry tribe of odd ducks as they were once referred to. The common theme being they have good hearts. I say this because I’m interested to see if the reaction remains the same across the board…so here we go, let me know what you think.
I had reluctantly stuck my foot in to the cesspool of online dating again. I tried Bumble. Stupid site that breaks all the rules and makes the girl make the first move. That’s not how its supposed to work but I gave in. I was back to swiping right and left, leaving love to a few well angled selfies and 60 characters to describe yourself.
I match with a dude named Cole. We exchange numbers and start the texting. We do the usual exchange of what kind of work do you do, what part of town do you live in, what do you like to do on the weekends. All very generic and benign, almost boring, conversation.
Then he asks, “Are you a Trump supporter?”
Part of my hesitation in writing this, is that I don’t want to turn this political, because its not. I have friends that run the spectrum on where they stand politically and I can honestly say, I’m pretty sure I haven’t lost any friends due to my beliefs. I voted for Trump and I would again, but I don’t make it my life’s work to convince anyone to change their opinion on that issue. But back to the story….
I do what any girl on a swiping dating site does…I send a selfie with a message that says “This will make or break me.”
I had no idea where this guy was going with that question.
His response was, “I sort of got that vibe, best of luck to you.”
Well, ok then. Clearly this was a big deal to him and in my mind all he did was save me some time and make up. I now didn’t have to get dressed up, do my hair, use the good mascara only to find out that we would have very little in common. I sent him a smiley face and then curiosity got the best of me. This is a screen shot of what took place….
Imagine my surprise to look over at my phone and see pigs flying all over the screen. (Which ironically is about when this guy would ever get a response from me.)
I have also taken my foot out of the cesspool of online dating….