Monday, 30 April 2012

Offline Dating

Last weekend I was visiting with some friends when one of them asked me if I was still doing the online dating thing. I told her that I was momentarily fed up with the bullshit that seems to come along with online dating, and how for the past month I had tried a new, novel idea: offline dating.

That's right. I have been meeting men in normal, every day places, and getting to know them in an old-fashioned way, minus the cushion of cyber space. And it has been remarkably refreshing. No awkward "What do I send as a first message" drama. No need to sum up the entirety of myself into one bullshit "About Me" box. Just plain, good ol' fashioned, meet up at a pub and get to know each other dating. 

Once I coined this term to her though it made me wonder if one day, not too far into the future, people will be paying companies to orchestrate their own "Offline Dating" scenario. Picture this: you pay a company (much like eHarmony) who will carefully conjure up a way for you to meet someone with similar interests in a seemingly normal scenario. In line at the supermarket, at the movies, at a mutual friend's house. People paying big money to avoid the tiring world of online dating, where your picture is scrutinized more than your personality. (Now that I think of it, I'm sure such a company probably does exist already...)

And since I have been stuck in a poetry phase (I truly do apologize for this), I put down some of my thoughts about this online obsession in a poem: 

Unplugged

Lost in a world of technology -
It's soaked me up like a wet sponge.
Not sure any more of my identity,
Is it the girl in the mirror,
Or the girl on my Facebook wall?

I'm watching my thoughts becoming extinct
As the world re-names them as 'tweets'.
I've started anonymously blogging to no one,
So maybe I write it to myself.

I long for a time of pen and paper 
And stamps again.
For love letters to hold 
Instead of reading on a screen.
To be kept in my own memory
Instead of my computers.

I long for a time when love was found
On a street corner or a coffee shop,
Instead of a virtual world 
Littered by cheap advertisements.

I think it might be time for me to unplug,
In order to find love and myself
The old-fashioned way.

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