Last Christmas, in a moment of boredom, I checked out Yahoo! personals and responded to some of the ads. Really hit it off with one of them, and we started writing to each other almost every day. After a couple of months we discovered our mutual crush on each other.
We’ve since exchanged photos and silly little happy-meal type gag gifts, talked on the phone a few times…
We have so many things in common, and there is so much about her that fascinates me - I’m not going to subject you to a laundry list - but Ive never met anyone like her - and I havent even met her yet! I have fallen so hard for this woman - this despite my firm conviction of the potential folly of on-line relationships.
Anyway, the point is that she’s coming to Copenhagen in a week! She’s coming just to meet me!!! She’ll be here for twelve days…ohh, the bliss…
Damn me for a fool if you like, I happen to agree with you.
Oh my-
I placed a personal ad once, because I hate them so much and I wanted to write something utterly foolish just to see who would respond it read
NO SEX
I like Kraftwerk and typing letters on my typewriter. I am looking for a nice boy to send letters to who will build me a robot.
I got a lot of responses to that ad from electrical engineers who thought I was serious about wanting someone to build me a robot. But then there was this one guy who answered the ad in a similar fashion, a guy who I thought couldn’t exist because I thought anyone who would understand the humour would not be the type to respond to a personal ad.
We have been writing letters for 9 months now, and we have never met or talked on the phone. We have only sent eachother pictures in which the person’s face is concealed in some way. I sent him a picture of my foot once.
But after nine months, we start to wonder what’s going on and who the hell is this faceless supplier of letters.
I am excited for you because you are going to meet this girl, but I feel so nervous. How can that not be awkward?
And my correspondence aquaintance lives less than two hours away so I could conceivably meet him someday.
When do you decide whether or not meeting is appropriate?
We think that it would be best if we met by accident somehow, by chance, and didn’t realize who it was until much later- but this sort of thing is hard to arrange.
Good Luck!
Oh my-
I placed a personal ad once, because I hate them so much and I wanted to write something utterly foolish just to see who would respond it read
NO SEX
I like Kraftwerk and typing letters on my typewriter. I am looking for a nice boy to send letters to who will build me a robot.
I got a lot of responses to that ad from electrical engineers who thought I was serious about wanting someone to build me a robot. But then there was this one guy who answered the ad in a similar fashion, a guy who I thought couldn’t exist because I thought anyone who would understand the humour would not be the type to respond to a personal ad.
We have been writing letters for 9 months now, and we have never met or talked on the phone. We have only sent eachother pictures in which the person’s face is concealed in some way. I sent him a picture of my foot once.
But after nine months, we start to wonder what’s going on and who the hell is this faceless supplier of letters.
I am excited for you because you are going to meet this girl, but I feel so nervous. How can that not be awkward?
And my correspondence aquaintance lives less than two hours away so I could conceivably meet him someday.
When do you decide whether or not meeting is appropriate?
We think that it would be best if we met by accident somehow, by chance, and didn’t realize who it was until much later- but this sort of thing is hard to arrange.
Good Luck!
Oh my-
I placed a personal ad once, because I hate them so much and I wanted to write something utterly foolish just to see who would respond it read
NO SEX
I like Kraftwerk and typing letters on my typewriter. I am looking for a nice boy to send letters to who will build me a robot.
I got a lot of responses to that ad from electrical engineers who thought I was serious about wanting someone to build me a robot. But then there was this one guy who answered the ad in a similar fashion, a guy who I thought couldn’t exist because I thought anyone who would understand the humour would not be the type to respond to a personal ad.
We have been writing letters for 9 months now, and we have never met or talked on the phone. We have only sent eachother pictures in which the person’s face is concealed in some way. I sent him a picture of my foot once.
But after nine months, we start to wonder what’s going on and who the hell is this faceless supplier of letters.
I am excited for you because you are going to meet this girl, but I feel so nervous. How can that not be awkward?
And my correspondence aquaintance lives less than two hours away so I could conceivably meet him someday.
When do you decide whether or not meeting is appropriate?
We think that it would be best if we met by accident somehow, by chance, and didn’t realize who it was until much later- but this sort of thing is hard to arrange.
Good Luck!
I was going to damn you for a fool, but you appear to have already covered that angle. So, I’ll just wish you the best of luck, and lots of fun and happiness for the all-too-brief period in which you will be enjoying each other’s company.
I’m happy for you, really, but don’t get your hopes up too high. Meeting people face to face is far different from writing and phoning. I’ve had it happen twice (once when I’d been e-mailing and phoning for YEARS) that you just can’t get along in person.
When you’re communicating with someone for only an hour at a time it’s easy to be on your best behaviour. When you’re visiting them? Not so easy.
I see a few people are offering you somewhat negative stories here. Let me be the first to say that it’s not always the case that bad things happen when you meet people online. I’ve had three long-term relationships with men I met online. One was good but eventually ended, one was bad and eventually ended, and one is absolutely wonderful, with the man who is and always will be my lover, my friend, and my rock. And vice versa, I hope.
Congratulations and I hope all goes well. I have met two men online. One turned out to be almost the total opposite of what he professed to be, but that didnt happen until after we met and he had returned home.
The other I have been seeing for several months now and he’s a wonderful person.
I don’t think meeting people on the net is any different from being introduced through an acquaintance, meeting in a bar, swimming pool, etc. You always take your chances when you start something new with someone. The biggest problem with net meetings is generally location.
On the positive side also, I have met and made some really wonderful friends online as well. Thanks Ultress for reminding me LOL
I am glad for you but the truth of the matter is that I was disappointed to realize this made you a lesbian. Not that there is anything wrong with that but because you sound cute and now I realize you aren’t into guys.
Well, phooey, life dumps enough rain on parades and it sounds like you’re striving to keep a level head about this. So you’re hopeful and excited…is that so bad?
What’s the worst that can happen? (Okay, we’ll ignore the Ludicrous On-Line Horror Stories about slavering, wall-eyed perverts with hatchets.) You’ve gotten to know someone online and are exploring it further in person. Right now you know worlds more about tastes, opinions, interests, etc. than bar cruisers.
So your hopes are high, because you’re meeting a friend for whom you have hopes for more. The hope is a risk, but it always is.
Well, excuse me for assuming, but I did see the movie:
"Plot Summary for
Scarlet Pimpernel, The (1934) Based on the novel by Baroness Orczy.
Leslie Howard plays Sir Percy Blakeney, an 18th century English aristocrat who leads a double life. He appears to be merely the effete aristocrat, but in reality is part of an underground effort to free French nobles from Robespierre’s Reign of Terror. "
To the OP - Good luck. I as well had a lot of negative dealings with people I met online, but now I have nothing but positive vibes that make anything and everything before it worth it. Just remember that it’s like any other relationship except one thing - you have two “we first met” dates to contend with, and the two might have different results.
Yer pal,
Satan
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