An accomplished, well travelled writer and reviewer, Michele resides in Brisbane. Witty and highly articulate, her rivetting reviews show life through the eyes of a highly Gifted Adult viewing a world where she has an IQ in the top 1% of that world.
On the shallow surface, looking for a man online should be just like eBay. You know your taste, your style, your vintage. So you just flick through endless photos of males and see if any make you pause and consider yourself on his arm.
I know what I want, so I'm very discerning. Sorry Michael Klim, you're awesome, but I like hair and I like it black not grey. The world is average on a good day, so it figures that most of these unpartnered, lonely hearts are going to strain to reach average every day. Also, you cant help but wonder, when you find a good one why he is still single. What is the deficiency? Domestic violence? Inability to commit? Mental health issues? Prison record? Alcoholism? Impotence?
I have never seen a profile where anyone admits to any of the above rampant social issues. I've had to find out the hard way- by meeting them.
I'm Irish and enjoy cultural fellowship but they have a demon: alcohol and it's the luck of the draw. I've met lads Ireland would be proud to call her own. However, if it's only mid morning as you wait outdoors at a prearranged cafe and the guy trying to head towards you looks Celtic but he's staggering and he's wet his pants, then you've drawn a soak. Grab your handbag and run before he gets you pregnant. They're very fertile.
Most guys are fatter than their profiles, so if like me, all your brothers are triathletes and one is in the SAS and you like your men slender with healthy hearts and livers, be prepared for them to pull the fat angle unexpectedly. Remember, after introductions, you do not have to stay for coffee and suffer social trauma. I don't. I suddenly remember an appointment with a bowel surgeon or at an IVF clinic and I leave. If he's not a prince, that's his problem. I've got my looks on my side and I'm not going to squander my blessings.
Further words of caution from severe personal experience. Full credit to his honesty, but if he's just done ten years for armed robbery, that's a red flag. If he spends the whole time talking about feet, he's got a fetish. I met one guy who told me he was wearing women's panties and pulled up his jeans to show me he was wearing women's silk stockings and told me he wears high heels at home. I suddenly remembered I was married and left. I met another guy I liked who was homeless, and after 2 weeks, he moved in with me. Look before you leap.
As you look through the profile photos, you will quickly notice that every third one is posing with a large, dead fish, maybe two. Perhaps an eel. How they think that is actually sensually attractive to a pretty woman is beyond analysis.
The target age group for me is twenties to thirties. In their twenties, they still have hair but the downside is immaturity, lack of life experience and sometimes lack of education. It shows in their spelling errors. Unless they have a degree, the smart ones that age are studying hard at uni and getting those assignments done. They don't have time to surf dating sites or meet strangers in cafes and they can't afford to buy the coffees.
Thirties is more feasible. You get less hair but you get maturity, established career and probably three kids every weekend, with the twins still in nappies. Also most of his wage goes towards maintenance and so he lives in a mate's garage.
My personal diamonds of advice, born of suffering, are to study the profiles to pick up on spelling mistakes and any hint of deviance. If he's given a boastful penile measurement, then that's where his brain resides, and remember - it will be half that size. Just like with fish, they exaggerate to feel competitive.
Love or lust? There are real life love stories to prove that this really can work by couples who landed in love. Some girls got the diamond ring in the champagne glass. Many got the flowing wedding gown, floaty veil and gold ring. There are photos to prove this fairy tale happens. My favourite is the one of the bouquet clutching bride being carried into the surf. It reminds me of that honeymoon killer who drowned his wife to get her life insurance. Men can promise one thing like love and then do another, like kill. Be discerning and happy fishing!