Dating in the Middle Ages - Part 3 - by Darcy Nybo

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Darcy Nybo is an award winning author, freelance journalist, online editor, book editor, publisher, word nerd, music lover and all around nut bar.

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Written by Darcy Nybo

So far, I've ranted on about how to meet people in public places and in groups, and the difference between using a real live matchmaker and online dating. Who knew finding the right one could be so hard!

There are days I wish this task was easier. What ever happened to good old-fashioned bumping into someone? In our fast paced world, it's hard to know our neighbour, let alone find a single one. The boy/girl next-door stories we've all heard about are now relegated to a bygone era. It's rare these days to meet a couple that met while living in the same neighbourhood.

Not long ago I did meet a single man, around my age, in my neighbourhood. He was from the prairies, as am I, so I thought I'd invite him out for lunch. After all, we were both from the same part of the world; we must have something in common… right?

Hell no!

And I do mean hell. Fire and brimstone were pretty much the topic of the day and I bit my tongue for most of the lunch. Finally, I could take no more of his one-sided pontificating and called him on some of the downright racist and bigoted things he was saying. His response: "You're cute when you get mad." It was at that point I called for a double martini and the bill. Ok, so the boy next door didn't work out: next!

Now I know some of you are thinking, well at least it didn't cost you anything to find out he wasn't a good match. Yes, that is true, but seriously, I would have paid to get that time back, as it truly was wasted. I was very relieved when I was able to lock my front door behind me. Fortunately, he moved away…  bullet dodged!

In the last couple months, I've met a few nice fellows through friends. They weren’t quite the boys next door, but they did live within 15 km of me. I had something in common with all of them. I went out on dates with two of them and the third never did call to ask me out. Then there is the awkward part where your friend asks you what you thought, or worse, you are interested and you have to go sniffing around your friend like a dog following a scent trail, just to find out if they've said anything about you to them. It's mildly embarrassing, but a gal's got to do what a gal's got to do.

And yes, I did go out on another date through Magnetix. He was funny, upbeat, family oriented, smart, attractive, and more. Unfortunately, there was no real chemistry there and that is one thing no one can control. The way I look at it, I've provided my matchmaker feedback on what I liked and didn't like and now she has a bit more ammo for when she goes hunting for me. Besides, I know I'm a hard sell.  Every personality test I've ever taken has shown me that.

A friend of told me she'd heard I was using a dating agency and was curious as to how it was going. She asked me about cost and I told her that for me, it was cheaper to have someone else look for me, as my time is valuable. She wanted to know how many dates I'd been on. I told her it wasn't the number of dates, but the quality of the dates that counted. (after all - my matchmaker would have NEVER set me up with Mr. WASP with a God complex)

I haven't found my match yet, but I know he is out there and I trust Magnetix can find him for me, in fact I have a date this Friday - wish me luck!

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