Have you ever had the suspicion that you are feeling restless because you are not getting what you want or you’re not getting what you want fast enough? Well, I get that way pretty much all the time, especially when it comes to trying to get a date and it has led to some endless lonely nights and it has been like that ever since my school days.
Of course, for someone in my position, a guy who cannot drive and works a shift that doesn’t really permit him to have a relationship or even go out on one date, it can be very excruciating. And let’s face it. I am not getting any younger. I am 29 years old, which is not a very good age for a guy to have never been out on a date.
Before the Internet came around, it used to be easy for a guy to get a girl to go out with him. Now it is much harder than ever and I am living proof of that. If the Internet did not exist, there would be a very good chance that I would be spending the rest of my life alone, and that is not very tempting.
There have been times that I came close to getting someone. Of course I mentioned the time that I almost went to the prom in my freshman year. There was one before that. It happened when I was in seventh grade when I almost went to a school dance (just a regular dance, nothing formal) with a girl in my class. Unfortunately, she was sick and ended up not going. I ended up going alone. Then, towards the end of my trip to Puerto Rico during my “historic” junior year, I met a girl who was on vacation in Puerto Rico and was also from the States. I got her address and everything, but I never heard from her again.
There is just so many to name but it is probably too complicated to list them all. Then I found out that things were even more complicated than they were in high school in that respect. At one point, I considered giving up trying. That was my New Year’s resolution for 2002, and it was one I managed to keep for about two or three years. Until then, I had discovered the Internet and email. I had been on a couple of dating sites, including of course Myspace, and I found out that women are more willing to talk to me online than they do offline.
I guess that my restlessness can also be blamed on the era we live in, where everyone is either online or on their cell phones text-messaging. But as the old saying goes: “You have to do what works for you.” And I am doing that.