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A Bit of Spring Cleaning!

Romantic relationships are great. Until, you have to deal with a break-up. Maybe, that’s why I prefer extended online dating. And not just extended online dating, but, dating men –online- who are in another town/city/country/continent.  Say what you will, but when a break-up occurs, I have no boxes of gifts to return or have returned to me.  I don’t date another guy who turns out to be a friend or relative of his.  And, I don’t run into him.

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What I do have are ecards, emails and instant messaging histories; those are easy. Normally, after every failed attempt (I have had many), I do a  bit of spring cleaning. I delete and block him from my messenger list. I delete our messaging histories and any emails I might have gotten from him. Unless, of course, they were very witty.

I normally start with the first batch of messages we shared.  In fact, those often go long before the break-up or any chance of online dating (particularly, if they were, like one particular site offers, one of those lazy- “I like your profile, hope you like mine too” emails). Then, depending on the man I was leaving behind, I might spend some time reliving the relationship we had via emails or instant messages.

On several occasions, I’ve had to kicked myself once, then twice for good measure, when the man of the hour had a screen name along the lines of Hotrod92 or LonesomeJ18. After all of this, I delete all traces of the man of the moment. Of course, there have been exceptions to this rule.  Very rarely, a man makes a lasting impression. Only then, would I keep an email or two he had sent me.

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Tony*, the IT technician from Missouri*, had been one such exception and not in any good way.  We were both on a particular site. He initiated contact.  We spoke via the site for perhaps a week.  I was young in the online dating business and kept up the conversation out of sheer politeness. During week two, despite all the screaming “stop” signs, I agreed to move our conversations to a more private place. Enter MSN messenger.


 


By the third week, Tony came to the conclusion that he was very much in love with me. Now, Tony was not particularly pleasing to the eye; he was the antithesis of everything I thought blazing hot (or even just mildly hot) in a man. He had more than a few extra pounds and those extra pounds had extra pounds. My preference has always been with the fit and lean man. You know, the sort of man possessing a chest with meaning (definition). But that’s the thing with online dating. Sometimes, you are drawn into giving people, you normally wouldn’t look at twice, a chance and not wanting to be shallow.

Tony began referring to me as his girlfriend. At first, I didn’t know what to think. I’d already half-settled that he would have to be placed in the “let’s be friends” category.   But, once he knew that I did not feel the same as he did, for all I cared, he could call me his fairy god-mother. Besides, who knows what could happen in a few months? You don’t meet people without there being some good reason for it? No harm to be had in any of this …Right?


 *Name and place has been altered.


Coming Next Saturday: The Man Who Cried

 

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