I was in the trenches for 20 years, on and off. But I retired in , when the last one turned out to be a binge alcoholic-hoarder-gambler. My first exposure to the internet was when my father had his brother-in-law set it up at his house around ; back then it looked like a bunch of links to articles that talked about space exploration, and it took forever to connect.
It was boring as fuck. Then came the dating sites. Oh, Lavalife. You were my gateway to my Saturday night sugar daddy. But he was so much fun. Lavalife gave us the option to just look for friends, look for serious relationships, or look for casual hookups.
We were all kind of winging it. Some people had very strict rules. If you were on the casual hookups, then no way did you have a chance in the serious relationships.
I also met the sweetest man in Atlanta who used to write me actual literature, but because I had to stop traveling to his area because of work, it killed our relationship. The curse of the internet. I can barely survive someone living 15 or more miles away. I went through the quizzes on eHarmony.
It might take a while for us to find a match for you. And then of course later came Match. To pay or not to pay, that was the question. Then very specific sites got in on the action, like dating farmers, dating millionaires, dating BBWs, dating amputeesโฆ. There was a guy that I met through OKCupid and very briefly dated in Minnesota who I seemed to have a lot in common with and we had fun when we were togetherโฆor so I thought.
