Yesterday I learned Facebook (FB) has a dating feature.
My first thought was: “Oh, gods. FB has a dating feature. What is the world coming too?”
My inner skeptic shining through.
But my curiousity is getting the better of me. I’ve tried all of the free online dating apps and some of the paid ones. My concensus: some nice dates clouded by a sea of disfunctional internet interactions?
Will a FB dating experience be different? Especially for a 40+ year old, heterosexual, socialist, white woman with a buzz cut?
Let’s just say there are reasons for my skepticism.
Yesterday I learned Facebook (FB) has a dating feature.
My first thought was: “Oh, gods. FB has a dating feature. What is the world coming too?”
My inner skeptic shining through.
But my curiosity is getting the better of me. I’ve tried all of the free online dating apps and some of the paid ones. My consensus: some nice dates clouded by a sea of dysfunctional internet interactions?
Will a FB dating experience be different? Especially for a 40+-year-old, heterosexual, socialist, white woman with a buzz cut who likes to go on really long bike rides?
Let’s just say there are reasons for my skepticism.
But it’s been a long time since I dated. A good year or so (I think). And one of my goals is for me and my life partner to find each other. Can’t do that without a little looking, right?
So maybe an experiment.
I wish I’d recorded data from all of the past. I could have had two dissertations (at least) at this rate. But I didn’t, so no sense in lamenting. Maybe after more than a year break, I’m ready. Maybe FB has enough data to match me up better than past dating websites. (Gods know it should with as much as I’m on it.)
In my previous post, I talked about how it felt like all of the pieces of my life were coming together. I sort of left out the romantic relationship part. And then FB dating drops into my lap (or my phone, as you’d have it). Maybe it’s a sign? Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment?
But I guess I’ve pretty rarely held back from doing what I should do because of fear. Which tells me maybe it is time to try again. Buzz cut and all. After all, if a guy doesn’t like me with it that’s probably a pretty good filter.