Part of setting up a profile for yourself on any dating site is that you indicate your age, and you indicate the age range of a potential partner.
The site uses this as one facet to “match” you to potential partners.
There are load of other criteria: religious beliefs, ethnicity, the colour of someone’s eyes, the colour of their hair, whether they have any hair, whether they have piercings or tattoos, whether they drink, whether they smoke, the sort of job they do, their educational level, whether they attend church, whether they have dogs, whether they have brothers and sisters …. the list is pretty endless.
The idea is that the more specific information you supply, the less likely you are going to end up in chats with people who are so far out of your “acceptable range” that it will make you question humanity, and the dating site you are subscribed to.
Realistically the first search criteria are location, age, ethnicity, and belief system, and whether they drink.
I have connected weights to these and all the others that I have been given to select from. If you say you do not want children, then you need to rate it according to “deal breaker” versus “well, let’s see where this conversation goes.”
A few days ago I was approached by someone older than me.
I glanced at his profile, and it was not so much the age that was an issue for me — but his series of photographs that not only left me going “what were you thinking?” They immediately introduced me to someone that I probably would not gravitate to at a dinner table.
All the photographs appeared to be taken with a self timer — maybe not a well set self timer, which may explain his expression – but in more or less the same position in his lounge.
I was also led to believe that he owns white vests and black vests, and rugby shorts.
Without putting too much emphasis on how someone chooses to cloth themselves, I think it would make sense to say vests are not going to assist in moving this into any direction which may or may not result in a relationship of any kind. A restraining order is probably more likely as the happy ending here.
The reason I am ambling through this post, is I replied to his first two messages and explained that the age gap was going to be an issue for me. I wished him well for his day, and then got on with mine.
I try my utmost to be honest with people so that we both do not get emotionally invested in this process. Possibly when I get a bit more jaded (which I am on the cusp of doing) I will just push delete and not respond at all.
I received quite an extensive response from R. and he explained how society creates these scripts we follow with regards to age, and that meeting and connecting with someone often has nothing to do with age. Interesting people find each other interesting no matter how many birthdays they have had and so on.
I am paraphrasing, but that was the sense of it.
It was polite and well written,and pretty darn convincing.
By the end of it, I really started to think about the “ageism” I was practicing. For a few moments I started to judge myself quite harshly for excluding this guy, because of his age. And that is really bad of me. Judgy. And short sighted.
I had decided to say nothing about the photographs. I had been shamed, and now I feel ashamed.
I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. I thought let’s go read through his profile again, and just look at the rest and “ignore” the age and the vests —- and that he is wearing “hooker” stockings in the one photograph, which was not taken at a party, but looks like he was alone in his lounge. Again. Like the others. That besides.
Keep an open mind I said.
I read through his profile again. Here was the part where I thought —– interesting. He is 55. His age range for potential people he wants to meet is 29 – 44 years old!
Well now, that is an interesting little age band for someone who has no sense of age and how we are connected.
Seriously do I really really want to meet a guy who is 55 who has aspirations of dating a 29 year old girl. And wears hooker stockings, with a vest and a rugby shorts in the privacy of his own home?
Probably not, so I am going to make a rash judgement here — PROFILE BLOCKED!