There was a time when you had to send couriers from your castle to your mate's castle and wait a month or so for a response.In the not too distant past there was a time when you had to mail a letter and wait two or three days to hear something; there was a time when you had to get off your ass and drive somewhere. I know online dating is necessary in our crazy fast-paced world; I, too, think it beats the bar scene; and I know your friend the tax attorney may not be able to fix you up until tax season is over; just sayin: I knew there was something disturbing about the Jetsons.
I met my wife in college -- you know, while going about my daily business. My brother-in-law met his wife through an online dating site. I agree with the comment above: pretty lazy article -- a subject not hardly worth fussing over in the first place, with a few, poor arguments against it thrown in at the end. Can we get over the old, sophomoric lamentation of the internet being a scary modern phenomenon that's making everything too easy and too fast?
I just ran into my buddy Andy at a restaurant-—the kind of hip place you'd take a first date to impress her.
Knowing he'd gone through a difficult divorce—one he didn't really want—I was pleased when he immediately introduced me to his new girlfriend, Carol. Andy and Carol turned to one another and began mumbling something indecipherable for what seemed to be an eternity.
A female friend of mine would only date men who lived a minimum of one hour away—she liked the anonymity.
Call me a wimp, but I get exhausted just visualizing a two-hour drive home in the wee hours of the morning following a date.