When I got married in 2002, no one had ever even heard of MySpace, let alone Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, etc. Also no one was really blogging, meeting people on the Internet seemed creepy, and text hadn’t become a verb yet.
In other words, things have changed since I’ve been on the dating scene.
Technology has become an everyday part of our lives. We live on iPhones and differentiate our friends from acquaintances by whether or not we automatically hook into their wifi when we visit. Professional blogger is now a legitimate occupation.
My marriage ended last spring, and even though I’m not really ready to start dating yet (hello -- my divorce isn’t even final), it’s something I’ve thought about. A couple of weeks ago I headed over to an online dating site, just to see what it was like.
Then I realized that I didn’t even want to fill out a profile, and I don’t know if I ever will.
Here’s the thing -- when I meet new people, invariably the question of what I do for a living comes up. Um, I’m a writer.
Oh cool! What do you write about?
And that’s the problem. Within five minutes, anyone with an internet connection would know waaaaaay more about me than anyone should know about anyone upon first meeting them.
Plus it’s got to be intimidating to know that you’re likely going to get written about, and as everyone knows, the Internet is forever. That’s got to be a lot of pressure, you know?
So I think that when I do eventually go on a date, it’s going to have to be with someone that already knows me better than Google does.
Would you try online dating?
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