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After a difficult breakup and many months of reflection, I decided it was time to join the online dating scene. I chose a site that was age-appropriate and offered me a one-month free trial. After uploading my best photo, I wrote a profile that described my interests and what I was searching for in a gentleman. My interests included cooking, museums, ballet, art galleries, theater, old movies and collecting vintage jewelry.
I was clear that I wanted a relationship that would offer great communication, trust, affection and love and involve someone who would become my best friend. I also mentioned that I am a hopeless romantic. Every July 3 I remember how we met. Her humor made the sparks fly in our relationship. I mentioned I would be open to any other questions he might have for me. I also said that I love flowers and have fresh flowers at home each week. I never heard back from him. I never heard from him again.
The third gentleman who answered me had a handsome photo and said that he was a marketing executive. He asked some very direct questions, and I answered all of them. After four days of back-and-forth messages, I asked him how he would like to proceed. In the fifth message, he told me the truth. He was in a wheelchair and was looking for an email pal. The next day I received a message from a man, a dentist, that was very complimentary.
We spoke for a while, and I liked our conversation and thought we had common interests. I took a chance because he was a great conversationalist. Was this a red flag? I asked Alvin to describe his appearance. I was into a man 16 years my senior who often lived in a different ZIP code for the years that we dated. I lived in Hollywood, and most of our conversations happened over Gmail. He also said he would be waiting in front of the flower arrangement in the lobby of our designated spot at 8 p.
I arrived at p. At p. However, there was an overweight gentleman standing next to me the whole time. He kept staring at me. Finally, he asked for me by name and explained that he was Alvin. He wore a mismatched suit and a tie that had ketchup and mustard stains.