Well, I'm no longer on the site. Really, I tried. If you think I should have stuck it out one more month after reading my experiences below than you are a much braver soul than I am.
So here they are -- the dates and almost-dates in all their glory:
Peter - We get to 'open communication' on the site quickly. He is out of town for a few weeks but lives just 2 blocks from me. His second e-mail warns me there may be an ice storm coming towards the NorthEast. He then tells me that reminds him of a good movie (A movie I despised titled, Ice Storm), where all the rich people sleep around with each other's husbands and wives all the time. He asked me if I would like that sort of thing. He asked another sick question too which doesn't deserve repeating.
Delete.
Scott is young -- only 30. Scary that sounds so young to me now. But he seems fun. He asks for another picture and I send him one. He wrote back, "nice - now send me one in something more revealing like a bikini".
Delete.
Rudy is my own age and lives just 1 block away. He is a trader and we're supposed to meet for a drink when he e-mails (not calls) 1 hour before to say he needs to work late and then meet a client for drinks.
Delete. No tolerance.
Gerard - This one blew my mind. It is Red!!!!! Let me explain.. Red was the nickname I gave to this hot guy back in college who I used to lust after during Math class. I even went so far as to somewhat follow him home after class to try to figure what dorm he lived in. That whole semester he didn't know I existed.
And could it me that now -- 14 years later we are matched by a compatibility dating service???
I was not sure if I should tell him I was his college crush (yes, I left out the following him home part), but I told him.
He then sent me an e-mail asking my views on pre-marital sex. Who the heck actually asks that of a potential date??
We planned to meet for a drink and the day before he e-mails me, "Do you have a better picture of yourself to send where I can see a fully body shot?".
I couldn't do it.. Just couldn't. So I told the truth. I wasn't pleased with how superficial he seemed and told him 'thanks' but 'no thanks' for meeting.
Rob - Suggests dinner at Balthazaar! Unfortunately it never happens. He instead asks to meet for a drink at a pub in Midtown since he has to meet up with clients later that evening. I told him the earlier time doesn't work for me and he says he will call to reschedule. Sure enough he vanishes.
Ken- As I'm waiting at the bar for him to show I am convinced he won't with the way things have gone lately. In fact I am hoping it is not him when I see a guy with graying hair and a few inches shorter than myself on his cell phone and my cell ringing.
Yes, it was him and I had better suck it up since I instantly realized how guys feel when girls send them pictures of themselves 10 years younger and 30 pounds lighter but with this one tack on a few inches of lost height.
The date is rather a blur but I did listen for one hour to him talk of how he taught himself Arabic because he thinks it is a beautiful language, his love of the opera and museums - both of which I do not frequent.
I leave not sure what Eharmony possibly thought we had in common.
Chris, Steve, Rob, Pete, and a couple others -- all vanished once we reached 'open communication'. But then there was Anthony...
Anthony requests FastTrack to get past all the silly Eharm questions. We plan to meet for drinks and drinks we sure had. He is an attorney from Long Island and sorta cute. There is definitely chemistry there which is sooo hard to find. Three margaritas later I find myself doing something I never do-- allowing him to take me home. Our good-night kiss turns out to be 2 hours long! Although it's all a bit blurry I think he asked to come upstairs and as tempting as it sounds I say goodnight to him and go home alone. One reason I am glad my place is usually a bit messy -- I couldn't bring an unexpected visitor over if I wanted!
I'm giddy the whole next day and hoping he calls. He doesn't but we e-mail and plan a new date for the next Saturday.
New outfit and psyched for our date I get a weird feeling mid-day that he hasn't called even ONCE and only e-mails. So I check my e-mail and sure enough one from him asking if we could re-schedule for another time. I didn't respond. Two days later he e-mailed again. Delete without reading. There IS such thing as a PHONE you know.
The old me would have given him another chance but no more.
"Is it me? How can a person have such bad luck?", I ask my guy friend. He insists it is not and explains people in NYC are busy and the holidays are a hectic time and maybe if I stuck around the site longer the ones who vanished during communication would re-appear.
But I was done. Not one dinner out of it even. I soon remembered why I call it E-Disharmony.
Sigh.
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