Showing posts with label online dating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label online dating. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Colorful offers dating advice. Reader beware.

The other day, I got looking through my blog's stats.  I found that one person ended up finding me through the following search query:

how to respond personal ad for dating site

Now as a flamboyantly gay man with some experience doing the personal ads thing and a love for offering advice in a strongly opinionated way, I just had to write a post about this.  After all, I know how I want to have guys respond to my personal ads.  And while I won't presume that everyone else in the world is a lot like my, I think my views make a lot of sense and aren't on the fringes of extremism, either.  So here are a few points I'd like to offer:

Read the ad.  Read it twice.  Really think about what it says.  In all seriousness, I am amazed by the number of guys who respond to one of my ads in a way that leaves me wondering if they even read what I wrote.  I've had guys tell me all about how they want me to do things to them that should be pretty clear from my ad I'm not into (mainly because they're describing things that I want done to me).  Or I've had guys contact me and immediately start talking to me about getting our freak on when I've spent the whole ad talking about romance and getting to know someone without once mentioning sex.

Interact with the ad as part of the response.  This point is, at least in my mind, a natural consequence of the previous point.  If an ad talks about hobbies, movies, or any other topic, find a way to talk about one of the topics mentioned.  For example, "I saw that you love horror movies.  Are you more into classic one's like 'Nightmare on Elm Street,' or do you like the recent gore-fests like 'Hostel'?"  Another good one would be, "You're a hiker.  Have you ever hiked Portage Trail?  My one college buddy and I used to do it about once a month once the weather got about fifty."  This demonstrates that you not only took the time to read the ad, but that you found something about it worth talking about.  Plus it shows you're interested in the person who wrote the ad and their interests.

Show interest in the person, not the body.  Don't get me wrong.  Everyone likes to be told they're attractive, and there's nothing wrong with telling someone that you like their picture or that you think they're cute (or even sexy).  But here's my perspective:  If you tell me that once, it's a compliment.  If you tell me so a second time (in the same message), I'm going to assume you're flattering me to get something out of me.  If you tell me it a third time, then I'm going to assume that you're like a cartoon character and you're currently envisioning me as a juicy piece of meet rather than a person.  Oh, and if all you can say about me is that I'm attractive, I'm going to make that last assumption even if you only say it once.

Don't forget to talk about yourself.  Here's the thing:  If you're responding to a personal ad, that ad is written by the other person.  That means they've (hopefully) put some effort into talking about themselves and putting themselves out there.  In your response, you need to return the favor.  One of the most offensive (in my opinion at least) responses I received to the ad I shared in this post was a single sentence:  "I want to know more about you."  I put a lot of time and effort into writing that ad and I felt it was very revealing.  And the other dude couldn't even be bothered to tell me as something as simple as his name.  That's some real bullshit.

And don't make the mistake of conflating "talking about yourself" with "telling them what you hope to get out of them (or anyone else)."[1]  This is your chance to share your interests, the things that make you interesting (and if you're not sure what makes you interesting, then you need to do some soul searching before you respond to too many personal ads), and what you have to offer the other person.  So talk yourself up without being a total conceited jerk (and there's a lot you can say that falls into the former category without running into the latter one).  Be charming and captivating.  Try to build common ground which will lead to common interest.

Those are my main recommendations based on some of the replies I've received over the past couple years.  I'd be interested to hear what advice or tips my readers might add.



[1]On the flip side to this, I actually recommend avoiding personal ads that are nothing more than a shopping list of what the other person is looking for.  Dating is about both person's needs and what they both bring to the table.  In my experience, I person who writes a personal ad that doesn't offer any insight to that second part does not understand this and will end up being way too needy.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

My problem with dating sites and personal ad response frustrations

A while back, I realized that I really don't like online dating sites.  It's not that I am opposed to them in theory.  I'm all for meeting new people however one can meet new people.  No, my problem is more personal and practical.

I don't feel that dating profiles really do me justice.  I'm the kind of guy that grows on people through actual interactions.  When we spend time together and I cause him to laugh every five minutes over some bit of silliness or a touch of whit borne of a non-typical perspective, I go from being just some guy in his mind to being incredibly alluring, charming, and downright attractive.

Those are the kinds of things that I find almost impossible to capture in a simple online dating profile.  Unless I ramble on, which is something most online dating sites won't let you do.  They have character limits, and they are way too low in my experience.

One thing I tried doing on Craigslist -- which doesn't have character limits -- was to create an ad in which I included some snippets of my writings -- something I also think tends to set me apart and (hopefully) makes me more attractive -- that oriented toward romance and intimacy.  Here's what I ended up posting:
Sensual and Romantic, Looking to Connect

I decided it was now or never. I stepped closer to him and kissed him on the lips. It was a soft, gentle kiss. He tensed for just a second and then relaxed. He put his arms around my shoulders and began to kiss me back. I caressed his chest as my lips became more demanding. He really got into it, and I began to let my hand wander lower on his body.

---

I parked my car in one of the visitor spots and turned off the engine. As I approached Jacob's townhouse, he stepped out the front door and closed it behind himself. We met each other on the sidewalk and we exchanged a brief kiss. I stepped back a foot or two, running my hand along his arm before dropping it to my side. "How was your day?"

"Good. I took the afternoon off, so it was quite nice. It gave me time to get ready for our date tonight."

I gave him a quizzical look. "That's a lot of time for a shower and shave."

"Yes, it is," he said, grinning impishly. He took my hand and started leading me back toward his home.

I grew more confused. "Aren't we going to dinner?"

"I have a surprise I want to show you first." He stopped as we reached the bottom stair of his front stoop. He guided me to stand in front of him then placed his hands over my eyes, blocking my vision.

"Jacob? What are you doing?"

"You'll see. There are three steps up, remember? Let's go."

I sighed. In the three weeks that we had been dating, I had learned it was easier to humor him when he was feeling impish. I began to step forward, and he kept close behind me, making sure my eyes remained covered. I carefully dragged my foot along the front of each step, then stepped up onto it. As I reached the top, I heard classical music -- I suspected it was Mozart -- playing faintly. As we entered the house, I got a sense of less light slipping through the spaces between his fingers.

"Just a few more steps forward," he said. I obliged and heard him use his foot to swing the door shut behind us. He dropped his hands and I looked around, blinking.

The only light in the whole house came from about a dozen flames, most of them coming from tea-lights carefully placed on various surfaces throughout his living room. He pointed and I turned my eyes in the direction of his gaze. A small circular coffee table sat just in front of his couch, with two cushions on opposite sides. A square tablecloth covered most of the table's surface. In the center stood a single red column candle. A plate, wine glass and silverware had been set in front of each cushion.

"This is amazing," I said.

"Hopefully, you feel the same way about my chicken cordon blue," he said, as he stepped next to me and took my hand. "I wanted to do something special for you today."

---

He sat on the couch and spread his legs. I sat between them and he placed his hands on my shoulders and began to squeeze them. I allowed my head to drop forward and he began to knead the muscles along my neck and collarbone. I breathed deeply as the knots and pockets of tension began to disappoint under his calloused and skillful hands.

I moaned as he worked his way from my neck and shoulders down along my spine, pressing against each vertebra and the tissue surrounding it. As he continued to work on my back, he leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head so I could meet his lips with my own and we exchanged a tender kiss.

---

I opened the bathroom door after my shower and immediately smelled garlic. I breathed the aroma in deeply as I made my way to the kitchen. Kevin was standing in front of the stove in his adorable pink plaid apron. He was holding a small dish of chopped onions and was about to dump its contents into the sauce pan in front him. I came up behind him and slipped my arms around his waist. He turned his head just enough to smile at me before upturning the container. The smell of the onions joined that of the garlic as they too began to sauté. I glanced at the counter to take stock of his prepared ingredients. I surmised he was making our favorite marinara sauce. I nuzzled his neck with my nose and continued to watch him work.

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We handed our tickets to the employee collecting them, who then directed us to the theater our movie would be shown in. We found a pair of seats about three quarters of the way back in the stadium seating. Bill motioned me to a seat one in from the end, and he took the seat nearest the aisle. He placed his arm around my neck. And I repositioned myself so that I hoped the gesture would be more comfortable.

We made more small talk until the previews started, which took about ten minutes. Then we settled in to watch the screen. Bill would occasionally rub his hand along my shoulder and collarbone, sending little shivers through my body. I was still conflicted about just how far I wanted things to go with him, especially tonight.

Fortunately, he didn't get any more affectionate or risque during the ninety minute movie, and we both seemed to really get into the action playing out on the screen before us. I only got jarred back to my present circumstances during those moments where he'd move his hand an inch or two back and forth. In many ways, it felt kind of good.....

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I firmly believe you can learn a lot about a writer based on what he writes. If you took the time to read the various bits and pieces of my writing that I included in this ad, you should have a pretty good idea of the kind of guy I am and the kinds of things that are important to me. I'll tell you a bit more, though.

I'm a heavier guy who works in a rather geeky line of work. I love to read. My two favorite genres are fantasy (which I also write) and science fiction. I'm interested in politics, especially surrounding social justice for LGBT people and women. I hope to eventually become more of an advocate for racial equality and issues that disproportionately affect racial minorities, but I have a lot more to learn in that area.

I'm a romantic at heart. I don't need promises of eternal love from a guy, but I have to have a sense that I'm special to a guy beyond simply being a means for him to get his rocks off. I'm not looking to be anyone's "dirty little secret" or "mistress on the side," so guys who are totally in the closet (if you're not out at work for job security or something like that, that's fine, I just want to be able to be seen in public) and men who are married or otherwise partnered should move on.

If you're still with me and intrigued, drop me a line. If nothing else, you can always ask for the link to my online writing portfolio. I'm always welcoming of new readers. ;-)
Personally, I think that's one of the best ads I've ever written.  I feel it says a lot about me and shows a side of myself that no 500-1000 character description ever will.  In reality, I'll also note it's gotten a few great responses.  A lot of guys are truly knocked off their feet by it.  Unfortunately, none of them have panned out beyond a single meeting.

Of course, it doesn't help that 99% of the guys who surf Craigslist -- even the part I posted to, which clearly says "no hookups" -- are looking for fast sex.  I had one guy who just wanted me to talk dirty/read my erotic writings to him.  (What was really annoying about him is he made no effort to tell me a thing about himself so I could decide if I was interested, even after I revealed so much about myself.)

Of course, then there was the guy who responded and wrote back what he wanted us to do together.  That was cool, except that everything he described put him in a more submissive/passive role and me in a more dominant/active one.  I'd think that even by the writing snippets I included above, it'd be obvious which role I'd want.  So there's also just that sense that even after telling so much about myself, guys still seem to only think about what they're looking to get out of me without much thought to whether their mental arrangement will actually work for me.

It's just frustrating.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

My curent frustration

Email from guy:  Hey!  I just saw your personal ad.  You seem like a great guy....

Reply from me:  Hey!  Good to hear from you.

(Conversation ensues.)

Guy:  This has been a great conversation!  So can you send me a picture?

Me:  Sure thing.  Here you go.

(No answer.)

(Weeks pass and I update my ad or create a new one.)

Email from same guy:  Hey!  I just saw your personal ad.  You seem like a great guy....

Reply from me:  Thanks.  Actually, I think we already talked.  This is me...

(Crickets.)

(Lather, rinse, repeat.)