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5 Things Men Need to Stop Doing Online

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Published on: August 20, 2011

All righty. I’m at the point where I just flat out can’t take it anymore.  Men, listen to me. All I read about is how women in online dating won’t go out with any of you and you’re not getting laid. Then you go into a rant about “those bitches”.  Let me tell you something, if you’re not having any luck online it’s your own damn fault.

Please, for the fuck of shit, stop doing the following:

1. Writing complete gibberish in your profiles. Do you really think the intelligent, cute, women you’re all looking for will respond to this:

hey there women i here look for a real girl that i can share the rest of my live with ,and that can be true not to only me but to my two kids

Uhm…what? DELETE

How about this one:

IM FROM DETROIT MICHIGAN,I MOVED HERE NOV 2008,I LOVE THE WEATHER AND FLORIDA ATMOSPHERE I WANTS TO MEET A VERY BEAUTIFUL AND FUN WOMAN,IM A GENTELMAN 24/7 I LIKE TO WORK AND I LIKE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME,I DONT HAVE ANY CHILDEN BUT I DO WANT SOME,I DONT LIKE BEING SINGLE IT IS VERY BORING SOO..LET ME NO WHAT U THINK OF ME 1.IM A SALES MANAGER I WORK HARD AND LIKE TO PLAY HARDER,I LOVE TO WORKOUT AT LEASE 5 DAYS A WEEK,I LOVE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME AND BE AROUND,GOOD PEOPLE 2,THINGS I LOVE,BEACH,TRAVEL,PARTY,DO NEW THINGS,SNORKEL,WORK ECT

This person claims to have a grad degree. And he writes like this? I don’t think so. Also, why the hell are you shouting at me? DELETE

2. No random shirtless pics…or worse speedos. All right. I’ll admit I’m a sucker for abs and a nice chest. BUT there is something so off putting about a man that has 10 pictures of himself posing in a mirror with his shirt pulled up. If you want to slip in a shirtless pic, make sure you’re at the beach, pool, or somewhere that it’s appropriate to be shirtless. Otherwise, STOP IT. And…the guy that has 12 pictures of himself in nothing but a Speedo: NO! That is not ok. I don’t care  how fucking fit you are.

3. Stop with the freaking cliches. I refuse to believe that all men in South Florida like long walks on the beach. I live on the beach. I do not see all of you on the beach. Actually, I rarely see couples walking all romantical on the beach. Running? Yes. Walking in a fitnessy type way? Of course. Swimming, hanging out, drinking, diving, etc? All the time, but I rarely see people gazing into each others eyes while walking on the beach.

A few more cliches that need to stop before I pull out my hair:

  • Down to earth: This makes me think your ass is broke.
  • Candle light dinners: The only time I eat by candle light is after a hurricane. And guess what? It sucks.
  • Likes to have fun: Really? I hate fun.
  • Open-minded: Is this code for wants a threesome?
  • No drama: I have no idea what this even means.
  • Laid back:  These people are always assholes.
  • Doesn’t play games: I LOVE Scrabble and Uno is the shit!

4. Actually say something in your email. When I get the usual email that just says hi, hello, what’s up sexy, etc. I automatically delete them. If you can’t bother to write a couple of sentences why should I bother replying? Simple as that. I’ve filled out my profile. There is plenty to ask me about on there. Try doing that. 9/10 if you ask me a question, I will reply. You might not like that reply, but whatever.

5.  Stop posting pictures of yourself with a car/motorcycle/fish. These are worse than the shirtless pics. It’s like we’re supposed to drop our panties because you’re posing in front of a mediocre BMW. Yawn. I suppose the motorcycle pic is to make you look tough? Interesting? I have no idea. All I know is that I NEVER reply to guys on motorcycles. They almost always are wearing Ed Hardy and likely reek of Axe body spray.

The fish pics? Ok. We live in South Florida. Fishing is not that interesting or anything. It’s also not hard, so seeing you with a fish causes my eyes to go crossed. Then I delete your email.

I lied. I have another one:

Stop putting up pictures of you with your boys. Unless they’re hot, the first thing I think is, “If I go out with this guy, I’ll have to hang out with those douchebags.”

DELETE.

 

 

 

GeekGirl Analyzes Profiles

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Published on: July 27, 2011

Long time no see internet peeps. I’ve been super busy. I have 1 final and 1 paper to turn in and then I am a college graduate. It’s about damn time, right? I feel like I’ve been in school forever.

I’ve decided to spice up my life a bit, so I joined an online dating site. Honestly, these places make me weep for society. There is a steady flow of the dumb, uneducated, ugly, delusional, and just plain boring on this site. I’m not sure if it’s due to my age or what, but surely men don’t suck this much.

Anyway, for your entertainment we’re going to analyze a few randomly picked profiles periodically.

Up first, Domingo Cash:

Description of Photos: Well, he’s posing with what appears to be a Honda Civic that has been fit with custom butterfly doors. Something like this:

 

Except not a freaking Lambo but an old Honda. (GeekGirl’s first thought: Wow who gives a shit?!?!?! Second thought upon seeing a picture of his face: I see why he went with the crappy custom Honda. Yikes.)

His story: 

I am simply here to have fun… I don’t mean to sound full of myself, but I am an above avg male… I am a Veteran and currently am deep into a MMA lifestyle… I bartend to make extra cash… As well as photography… I am currently trying to put together a website and image consulting business from scratch… I do personal training and diet as well, so there are many elements I have to put together.. Yes it is more Adult Oriented… I am heavily tattooed… But every script has a story… I live a vivid life… I am brains and Braun… But mostly… I am fun… I want to make you laugh AND lose your breathe… I’m up for the challenge… Are You…

(Emphasis mine, of course.) First and foremost those that are into the MMA lifestyle are douchebags. The whole scene is just no fucking good. Also, I get the idea that he doesn’t really have a job. He bartends and does some other things, but none of them appear to be real jobs. A matter of fact, I’m going to say I think he wants to be a porn star or some shit since he felt it necessary to toss in the fact that it’s all adult in nature.

Now, the funniest part about his “My Story” section is that he thinks he’s both brains and brawn (Spelled wrong, of course),  yet hasn’t discovered proper punctuation. What is the deal with using the ellipses to punctuate with? Is this a thing? How did I miss this trend? Was this taught in Internet Dating Profiles 101 and I missed that day?

I also find it laughable that he is into MMA and thinks he’s a personal trainer but smokes.  And somehow thinks he’s better than the average male? Ok, douchebag!

Let’s see what he wants in his perfect match:

A man-eater// a Cougar// someone with alot of passion and laughter to give… Someone who NEEDS me to come over and cuddle with them… Even if just to watch a movie together…

Why the hell would I NEED him to come over and cuddle? I just don’t get that. A Cougar? Do Cougar’s want a guy that is 35 years old, ugly in the face, possibly an undercover-fat guy, and drives overly customized mediocre cars? Hmmm….I know when I’m a cougar I won’t want him.

Grade: F – Definite douchebag with nothing to offer except a super shitty Honda Civic. I bet it has one of those shitty loud mufflers to make it SOUND fast, but isn’t even a stick. Pass.

Up next: We figure out what “Good Moral Values” are. I’m pretty sure it’s code for “Love Jesus”. While I loved a guy named Jesus, I’m sure those guys wouldn’t want me. Though it might be fun anyway. :-)

 

 

 

Opting Out

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Published on: July 14, 2010

It’s been almost 2 months since I ditched the Vegan. (Best. Decision. Ever.)  Maybe it’s time for me to go back to online dating, right? Right.  I logged back in to my old account that I disabled while dating the Vegan. I slowly started cruising around the site. Checking out my matches. Looking at some pictures. The usual. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks:

I do not give a shit about these people. I don’t want to hear their “stories”. Learn their life philosophies. Pretend to enjoy their sense of humor. Hear about that “great” book they read. Learn their dogs/kids/exs names. I just don’t care.

With that, I deleted my profile. Permanently.

Will I date again? Of course. Dating is fun and I like it. What I don’t like is looking at the same fucking profiles that were on the site 3 months ago, a year ago saying the same boring, trite bullshit as the last guy. I’ve never seen so many people with so little personality. It’s depressing. I don’t want to be depressed. Simple as that.

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Today’s Run: 5.46 miles |  59:28
I honestly did not want to run today. At all. I just wasn’t feeling it. But…once I got out about a mile in I started enjoying it. I had only planned on going 3-4 miles, but didn’t carry water so ran the extra 1.5 miles to the water fountains. Yeah. Trust me. It makes no sense to me either. Whatever….

More Epic Fail: GeekGirl Chases A Guy Off the Dating Site

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Published on: February 18, 2010

Here’s the email:

Hello beauty,
it’s a great pleasure reading through your profile I got attracted when going thought it. I’m [redacted] born raised up in west palm beach Florida.5ft point 7 tall. wow you are pretty and i would like to get to know you. if wouldn’t mind to tell me a little about your self….am writing you for the sake of being a friend….well I would be waiting to hear back from you.if would not mind you can im on yahoo. [redacted]..Till I hear from you.

My Reply:
Is this a joke? For a native Floridian, your English is abysmal.

When I went to check my email later that day I noticed that he is no longer on the site. I’d say it’s probably some scam or something. Or a really, really stupid man.

Epic FAIL: Online Dating Emails

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Published on: February 12, 2010

So, I’m still hanging out on a certain dating site. At this point, I don’t really care about the dating. I’m far to busy to do that. Now I’m just there to hang out in the forums and to generally harrass people. If someone interesting pops up? Great.

I get completely ridiculous emails/IM’s at times. I answer most of them just for the heck of it. Here’s just a sample of a couple of emails from yesterday:

Too Dumb For Words
Background: This is an email from a 47 year old guy that appears to be a trashman. And is a “strong black man”. (I can’t stand that shit!)
HIM: Besides being happy, you look amazing beautiful…. smiles…
GeekGirl: Thank you.
HIM: So how is your day going ? and what lucky man is having you for Valinetimes ?
GG: My day is going quite well. However, I don’t do Valentines Day. Nor does any man ever “have” me.
HIM: And why is that ? are they cheap ? are they lacking in spiritual love, or was it just a sex thing with them.. I dont understand right now, I atleast call my friends and wish them whatever event it maybe special to them,, I know, I’m different. right ? Well im in need of a special person that i can do that for again, someone who appriciates a caring man, A person that loves to smile, have fun and let her hair down when she feels ready, A long long lasting relationship.. Who is this lady (READACTED) ? You look and sound in your messages very nice and concerned..Can you take me away from this boaring, dull life ? And may i attemp to sweep you off your feet ? If iterested please call [redacted].. And no, I never met anyone on line !! Charles…. MUWAAH…
GG: No.
HIM: No to which one….
GG: No across the board. I don’t celebrate Valentines Day. It’s a superfluous holiday. And, no I’m not interested in taking you away from your “boaring” dull life. If you don’t want a “boaring” life stop hanging out with boars!

Good luck in your search!

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WTF?!?!

HIM: hi there..
what a lovely profile you have ….and i hope am not hurting any gentleman contacting you….its Donald and i must say am a lil attracted to you..pls do reply
cheers…!!

GG: What does your second sentence mean? “and i hope am not hurting any gentleman contacting you”

I would love to reply, but that makes no sense.

HIM: YES BOSS…
WELL LOOKING AT HOW CUTE YOU ARE IN THIS PICS,ITS GOING TO BE VERY HARD TO BELIEVE A BEAUTY LIKE YOU WILL BE ON A DATE WEBSITE,SO I WANTED TO KNOW IF IT WILL BE COOL TO TALK TO YOU WITHOUT YOUR MAN BEEN HURT…DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR…THANK YOU FOR EVEN WRITTING

GG: I see….Why are you shouting at me?

HIM: Do you care for a chat?..i love your ego
[redacted]

GG: Not really. I don’t like to talk to men that assume I’m a liar right from the start.

Obviously those 2 guys never wrote me back. :-)

My Date with the Wizard

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Published on: January 26, 2010

Due to popular demand (that totally means 2 people on Twitter), I’ve been asked to dish the details of my wonderful first date last night. So, pull up a chair, grab a drink, and lets get to it.

Duue to being a glutton for punishment, I decided to sign up for OkCupid again. Of all of the sites I’ve been on, I seem to have the most luck there. (Meaning: The men are far more literate and I don’t roll my eyes anywhere near as much on this site.) Once I got my profile up, I was contacted by a guy. He seemed semi-sane, had a humouros profile, and could write in complete sentences without LOL speak. I hate LOL speak. OK. Time for a HUGE disclaimer here: This guy is nowhere near the type of guy I usually go out with. But, I’m trying to expand my  horizons. Pretty much if they’re nice, sane, etc I’ll give them a shot.

We exchanged witty emails back and forth for about a week or so and decided to meet up.  While we were chatting on IM to set everything up a few red flags popped up. First, he tells me that he plays Magic the Gathering….Ruh oh!  I didn’t even know that shit was still around. Who the hell plays that?  Dude does tournaments and stuff. I decide to stop being a bitch and keep chatting. Everyone needs a hobby.

He then tells me that he loves LOL cats. I hate those things with a passion. In telling me that he also uses the word “macho”. Hold the fuck up! No one that plays Magic the Gathering can use the word “macho”. And ewwww….macho. Bleh. The final straw was when I told him I had to go do something he said, “Get to it, Little Lady.”  As we all know I am a feminazi bitch. I do not like being called Little Lady. Period. Also a bit off putting is the fact that women put testimonials on his profile. Something about that struck me as odd. Why would anyone do that? If you’re that great/hot/nice, why wouldn’t you be together. Weird. I should’ve called the whole thing off then, but I figured I could at least get some food out of it.

It turns out that we’re going to meet at Pannera. I’ve never been there and would much rather head out for sushi, pizza, tacos, or coffee at one of our cute indie shops around here. He chooses Pannera. Whatever.

The day of the date, I take a shower and get all nice and cute. I wear a little v-neck t-shirt and my military looking jackeet. I was kind of rocking a little rockabilly style tossed in with hippie chic.  (That is how I roll bitches!) My hair was doing amazing things, yet I’m super casual. Since I’m going to Pannera.

When I pull up, I see him across the parking lot. He’s got a blonde gross ponytail and a heinous goatee. Ew. And…wtf is he wearing? All black with some weird redshirt underneath. All completely odd fitting and shoes that are possibly bowling shoes.  Who the hell wears bowling shoes? I call the entire outfit a wizard suit. It’s just what it reminded me of. I’m not super into clothes, but this was heinous.

Once inside he gets himself water and offers me nothing at all. I have no problem paying for my own food, but…he didn’t even buy himself food. WTF?!?!?! I order a smoothie since it’s fast and I might need to make a clean escape.

We sit down and I ask him, “So, what’s up?”. Biggest. Mistake. Ever. I get 15 minutes explaining why he’s broke (thus the ordering of water) and then another 10 minutes about some chick who’s house he was staying at or something and she freaked out on him. Wow do I not care. I asked what’s up more in the…so, what’s up sense. As in how’s your day.

He asked about my travels and then told me he’s never been out of Florida. Really? Wow, I’d never guess that.  I then decide that I really need to shake this guy. I decide to tell a bunch of my heinous drunking stories. Seriously, I’d never  go out with a guy that does the type of shit I’ve done while drunk in the last year. (See:  Fall in Peru, fall in New York, the Animal Collective Concert, and the Tater Tot incident.) Sadly, I think that made him like me more. Either way, I was planning my escape.

I finally use Gio as an excuse to leave. Something about him needing to be walked.  After hugging me (ew!), we get to my car and he explains that he has to drive to Jupiter (that’s a city non Floridians) that night unless he finds somewhere else to “crash”. (He has a super long commute to work, which is about 20 minutes from where I live.) Fortunately, it was only around 8:45, so I was like you have plenty of time to make it to Jupiter. Then I peaced the fuck outta there. Squealing tires and everything.

I haven’t heard from him today and I am quite glad. I am going to go back to being a picky bitch. At least the men were hot and could afford their own dinner. (I’m not even concerned with mine!)

Team Me

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Published on: September 28, 2009

A few weeks ago, R. text me. This would be R. from last year. The guy that was pretty much an asshole to me. Unfortunately, when he text me I was relaxing and drinking some wine, so I taked to him. Dumb. I know. We were supposed to meet up, but things didn’t work out. At the time, I was glad.

Well, last night he text me again and invited me out to dinner. Once again, I was drinking wine and said sure. We caught up and stuff and due to my tipsy state, I was nice and said we could hang out. Now, I know that’s the exact opposite of what I want to do. Dude’s an asshole. Period. WTF do I want to subject myself to that? I don’t want to be around his smoke, his ridiculous partying, his womanizing. None of it. I don’t have time for this shit and it’s counter-productive to what I want to be doing with my life at this time. When he contacts me again, I’ll let him know. (Or I can just disappear. That’s what he did to me.)

I deserve better.

Online Dating Cliches – Down-to-Earth

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Published on: September 23, 2009

As stated earlier, I think it might be time for me to take a break from online dating. I really don’t have the time to put the amount of energy that is necessary into it. More importantly, I’ve become an even more jaded bitch in the process. I truly feel like I’m reading the same profile over and over again. They all go something like this:

I’m just a simple guy that wants a down to earth girl. I hate drama and do not like playing games. I love going out and staying in. I like to have fun. I like ALL music. I like candlelight dinners unless there’s been a hurricane and we have no power and walks on the beach. Blah blah blah.

When I’m reading these profiles, I honestly am thinking, “Who gives a shit?” You’ve told me nothing about you and no one really does candlelight dinners unless there’s been a hurricane and we have no electricity. That’s probably the lamest thing ever.

Well, I obtained my very own Super Awesome Guy Decoder ring. (You can find anything on the internets!) I now have the power to take guy speak and tell you what they are really trying to say. So, let’s get started. Our first one that we’re going to tackle is this whole down-to-earth thing. WTF does that even mean?

The dictionary definition is as follows:

Down-to-earth (adj)
(1) Realistic; sensible.
(2) Not pretentious or affected; straightforward.

Fair enough. However, my Super Awesome Guy Decoder tells me something different. It tells me that it means the guy is broke. Yep. Broke. Furthermore, he’s usually not really going to stop being broke for a while. That’s why he’s so down-to-earth. If you’re a woman going out with this “down-to-earth” guy, that means that you need to shut it and not expect much from this dude. He’s not reaching for the stars and doesn’t keep his head in the clouds. They usually want someone that is very realistic. Which is fine. However, their reality is that they’re broke/not ambitious/and possibly dumb. They’re also usually not down with higher education and you’ll find that they don’t read a lot.

When a guy says that he wants a woman that is down to earth he wants her to be “low maintenance” (whatever the fuck that means) and not ask him for anything. If you dare dream of having a better job, nicer house, or traveling the world this is not the guy. He wants you to be happy with what you got and keep your mouth closed while he takes you to an extra special dinner at Denny’s. He also wants you to not throw around any of that book learning that you got and forget about going to the museum to see that new exhibit. You’re down-to-earth. Like Sarah Palin. She’s smart, but down with Joe Sixpack. (Excuse me while I go barf!)

So, in summary, down-to-earth means that he wants someone that is happy with what he has and doesn’t dream. That way he won’t be nagged for being a loser. He isn’t too educated or at least doesn’t show it, and would never do “stuck up” things. Like go to a play or head to the museum. Got it.

This doesn’t fit me because I am truly reaching for the stars and LOVE having my head in the clouds. I’m uber pretentious and love it. Did you know that my iMac is judging you right now? I’m also a music snob.

Bonus: I ran across this profile this morning. It made my head explode and almost sent me back to bed. I figured you guys needed a good laugh this morning:

working sports movies traveling etc. getting me focus back on the true thing in life . friendship family etc. a person that want to have kids . someone that want to share a life with . person: : : i like time off to must work need right person to sheare life with . so i can have a new life with ilike 50-90 music hate rap like all other music .looking for a nice jewish or whatever religion i dont pactice fate . 28-40 year old single woman that want a family of they own

Seriously. Also, he looks the way he writes.

I’m Already Behind

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Published on: September 20, 2009

I’ve been uber busy these days. 2 jobs, 3 classes, lots of running, and a bit of dating is wearing me out. I need to stay focused and get things done. I’ve already been sitting here trying to figure out what I need to do to balance out my life a bit.

I’m most likely going to suspend my online dating for a bit. I really just don’t have time and I’m feeling a bit meh on everything. That usually means that I’m burnt out. I think my Match.com account is done in October, so I won’t renew that. (Not like I got a SINGLE date from there. WTF?!?!) I’ll probably keep it up through the end of the month or so for the free account I have on another site. Then I’m done. It’ll let me rethink what I want. (Because I really don’t know what I want, but I do know that I don’t want a Ed Hardy wearing, misogynist asshole. Which is what I keep running into.)

Schools been a disaster. Primarily because I HAD NO INTERNET AND NO BOOK. Now that things are back to normal, I’m still not representing like I should be. This week, I’ll get more caught up and put in the work that I need to to get where I need to be. Ugh.

Running wise, I’m doing ok. I wish my long runs were up a bit more, but I think I’m fine to start half marathon training next week. My first long run is 8 miles. I’ve done 7 and will try to get 8 this week. I should be fine. Though I need to run this outside. I’m going to try to do most of my runs outside this week. Wish me luck.

So, in short, I need to get my little ass in gear. Here we go!

Stood Up?!?! WTF?!?!

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Published on: September 10, 2009

EDIT: I was not stood up. I was at the wrong bar. We’re going to try to meet up again. Also, it was all my fault. I’m a dumbass.

I had another date tonight. Oddly, I felt like something about this one was off. We’d talked online for a couple of weeks and I finally asked if he’d like to head out for a drink. We set up a time to meet at a local bar. I got all dolled up and headed to the venue to meet up with him and…nothing. He wasn’t there. I cruised around the bar to make sure he wasn’t insidethen waited outside. I waited for 15 minutes and didn’t hear a peep, so I decided to dip. If he was late and didn’t contact me, that’s his problem. (Though we didn’t exchange #s. I never do that until after we meet. Just in case he’s a creeper.) He had my email and everything and could contact me.

Believe it or not, this is the second time I’ve been stood up. Online dating makes it easy to blow people off.

I have a second date with another guy on Sunday. We’ll see if he stands me up, too. I think I need a dating break.

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