My first experience with internet dating began and ended with a phone call. The same call.
This was a short relationship.
He (name soon lost in the cobwebs of my memory) described himself as an engineer, in his late 50’s, recently retired from a long and successful career at one of our major manufacturing firms.
That sounded promising.
He named the suburb in which he lived, one of the more affluent addresses in my town.
He said he loved going to art museums and told me a sweet tale of being moved as an adolescent, almost to the point of tears, by a painting of a beautiful woman. I thought I knew the painting he meant. Alan, my ex, grew watery eyed as we sat on a bench looking at it, our first visit to the museum.
We made a date for breakfast that Saturday. I was thinking that the internet dating site was my new ice cream shop (read Time to Take Your Own Advice, Georgia).
Then he said, “If I give you my email address, would you send me a photograph of yourself? The ones in your profile aren’t very clear and I want to make sure I recognize you.”
I hate having my picture taken, so there was truth to what he said. This seemed a reasonable request, so I jotted down his address. Then, just as I was about to end the call, he said, “Could you make that a picture of yourself in a bikini.”
Truly, that’s what he said.
In complete seriousness, this guy asked me to send him a photo of myself in a bikini.
Then he hung up.
This is what I did. I emailed him at the address I had just written down:
I find it disconcerting that a man of your age would ask a woman of my age, one whom he has never met, to send him a photo of herself in a bikini. Since our views of courting behavior are clearly ill matched, I have deleted our breakfast rendezvous from my calendar. I wouldn’t want to waste your time. Georgia
As I said, it was a short relationship.
Now I’m wondering if anything will come of internet dating. Anyone had experience with this?