100 Not Out…

Unfortunately, this is not a score by some victorious England cricketer, but my current count of messages to women on the dating site and that I’ve not been out with a single one of them. In fact, I think only 4 have even bothered to reply, and that was to tell me that they weren’t interested. Even that rather attractive Russian failed to respond, although my initial suspicions that it was a con may well have been proven.

Still, It’s really hard work keeping my spirits up as just about everywhere I go there are happy couples hand-in-hand, laughing and giggling together and generally looking very happy. It can be at the gym, the cinema or Tesco. You name it; they’re all there. Even the pigeons are in pairs and cooing lovingly to each other. Although it does make my head drop, on the flip side of the coin it is making me all the more determined to find someone. I try to work by my mother saying of “What’s meant for you, will never pass you by” and that all those rejections are their loss, not mine.

Never the less, I still continue to wonder just what women want out of a relationship. There’s a new book called The Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pick-up Artists that has been written by a journalist called Neil Strauss. Naturally, women are up in arms about its content and its so-called “truths” about men’s sexuality, lust, desires and opinion of women as simple sex objects. Although women appear to rightly despise its contents, judging from my mass failures so far, I’m beginning to suspect that it is indeed the sort of thing women are looking for in a man. There just doesn’t appear to be any room out there for a nice guy and they’re all falling over themselves to get to the chauvinistic types.

But why do I think this I hear you cry? Well, to give me a few profile pointers I’ve looked through quite a few of other men’s profiles and the majority of their profiles are just plain rubbish. Even their pictures are hardly Brad Pitt material (although, being a bloke, I’m quite happy to accept that I don’t know what women are looking for when they look at a face – perhaps I should really find out!!). Surely my pleasant and polite profile, friendly introduction message and the reasonable picture should give me some sort of chance? Apparently not. Perhaps I should just send a message saying “Hello daring, give us a kiss!” Tsk, I’m getting all cynical now.

Anyhow, in an attempt to kill two birds with one stone, and as much as I hate having my picture taken, I’m thinking of getting a picture done professionally. Not only can I use it on the dating site as my profile picture, but also it would be the perfect Christmas present for my mum. There’s a local bloke with a studio down the road from me so I may just have to make some enquires.

In the meantime, the hunt continues…