New Free Dating

Over the next year I went on free dating with about 10 different men, most of them one-offs. None, contrary to the myth, were married. They varied between chronic shyness and laughable arrogance. One walked off leaving me at a restaurant table because I would not drink. One sent me a nasty email on free dating after I abandoned the date because he was running so late.

Only two fell into the category of ‘A Bit Scary’ – the first telling me how he nursed his mother to her death as we walked along a very dark street and the second who was furious that my long hair had been cut into a bob since my profile photo on free dating had been taken. He accused me of being two different people.

There was one Possible – a media lawyer, who was funny and clever. We went on a few dates, which I really enjoyed, but it became clear that he was still recovering from a very painful divorce.

Then there was Porsche Man, who I only spoke to on the phone. On his profile on free dating he sounded OK and his picture looked nice, but as we tried to arrange a time to meet up, he mentioned, at least twice, that he owned a Porsche and seemed upset that I was not more impressed. It became clear that he was about to tell me I should count myself lucky, before I made my excuses…

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