What’s the sense of the dating apps for a Hermit like me?
Why am I even on them?
I don’t like taking the time to go through the ‘getting to know you stages’. I’m fine with just chatting online to get to know someone for as long as it takes. But these guys want to meet sooner than I would like to. I get it, we have to see if there’s a connection.
It’s different being in someones presence, that’s for sure. We need to see if we’ve been catfished. That can be done with a video chat, I guess. But as soon as the mention of a coffee date comes up, I just want to run for the hills.
I don’t think there are many hermits on the dating sites anyway. And I’m thinking that I might just need to find a hermit like me. One that would enjoy living in a secluded area, in their own house, right next to mine. Maybe someone needs to create dating apps for a hermit. lol
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve met some great people on these dating sites. A couple not so great ones, a few that just weren’t my type, and one I’ve known for 6 years now. That one is a good story for another time.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about my ‘why’ of wanting to take the trouble to find someone to have a relationship with in the first place.
Why. Hmmmmm. Yes… why?
Well, I do like a cuddle from time to time. It’s nice to have someone I could really depend on for emotional support. Someone to share with some of the daily responsibilities of home ownership. Someone to be there for me as I would be for them as we get through this thing called life. Yeah, I’m a Prince fan.
However, to live with someone again just does NOT ring my bell. Not sure that it ever will and not so sure that’s going to fly with most men.
When I do have to go out in public, I typically do not pick up what the man is laying down. I don’t see it if someone is flirting with me. I just think they’re being nice. And the compliments, although nice, go over my head also. Beauty runs deeper than looks and is in the eye of the beholder.
This one time (‘in band camp’ lol) when I was in the baking aisle looking for oregano at the grocery store, someone bumped into my back. I grumbled in my head ‘how these stupid isles seem to always be WAY too cluttered and why do I seem to pick the busiest day to shop’.
When I turned to make sure they were okay and our eyes met, he immediately said he was sorry. But his lingering glance and slow-to-reach grin made me pause before saying, “it’s all good”.
For the first time I think I noticed that someone might be flirting with me. That doesn’t happen often because I usually feel like I’m just a little sister to everyone I meet.
Something about the look in his kind, dark, piercing eyes and that mischievous grin told me without hesitation that he was into me.
He had that salt and pepper hair with a well trimmed goatee. He was wearing shorts with flip flops and a dark blue shirt. Looked like he just finished a golf game. He was one of those tall, dark, and handsome types. He was definitely my type.
Nevertheless, with the isles being too cluttered and the store being too busy to make any kind of connection, we parted ways. I did keep one eye peeled for another chance encounter with him as I finished my grocery shopping. But I never saw him again.
Of course my mind made up all sorts of scenarios about him. He must be married, or just visiting from out of town.
OR, maybe we do see each other again one day and live happily ever after. OR, we get to know each other and have absolutely nothing in common.
Would you get on dating apps for a hermit? Are you a hermit or just like the hermit type?
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I would like a dating app for hermits, especially the live next door part. My post DATING DINOSAURS, a memoir, explains why I’ve become a hermit. 🦕
Haha… i’m not a hermit, but I wish somebody would invent a better dating app. I tried hinge, bumble, eHarmony, tinder, and finally Facebook dating. I’m pretty sure I got the last good man (or possibly the only good man) on Facebook dating, but I had to sift through thousands of profiles to find him.