Halloween is my favorite time of year. Dressing up, handing out candy, decorating and scary movies……nothing makes me happier!!! This year, I ventured to Lewisburg’s Haunted Cave with a former colleague. I hadn’t been to a haunted house in forever and it was my friend’s idea. Why not?
It was dark, I had creatures fallowing me, playing with my hair, grabbing my legs….it was thrilling! When it was over, my heart was racing, I was smiling and was happy I went. It’s the only time I find being scared was fun! Unfortunately, DATING is an all out fear fest that seems to never end.
Back in the dating game again, i re-opened my Plenty of Fish profile. No big deal, right? I’m a veteran! Well, I’m also out of practice and finding that being in a relationship has turned me into an antisocial leper. I have got to shed this skin……
After five minutes of updating my profile, the alerts come flooding in. I take pride in my sweet and savvy profile, surely people aren’t reading that fast! As i look over the profiles of the men who message me, i’m finding they do not fall within the realm of who I am searching for. I can only assume they aren’t reading my profile, but rather messaging any girl who shows “online.”
This is frustrating.
I received a message, “I think we dated before.”
Another message followed: “Yeah, i think we met at Easton and saw a movie…..”
There was a repugnant, undigested, phlegm that shot up my esophagus. I regretfully swallowed it and responded, “You ate off my plate.” Anxiety pulsed my veins and i could feel my cheeks becoming red with embarrassment and anger. If anyone knows me, i was feeling the adverse effects from The Runaway Date. I was mortified. I don’t know if he responded to that because I immediately blocked him and took down my profile. I deleted the app.
Why did The Runaway Date have to come back from the dead? ugh.
I felt like the Scary Movie version of The Exorcist
Just like the rules of Scary Movies, there’s rules in dating. I’m adopting Shorty’s Rule #3: DON’T LOOK BACK!