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July 7, 2010
Finding Love Through An Older Dating Service
When my friend told me he had joined a couple of senior dating sites, I was a little skeptical about how much luck he'd have finding someone his own age. I immediately pictured my sweet, little Nana, who is so technologically impaired that she thinks my job consists of "tapping on the computer boards, making the Internets." Just how many people would be able to use a computer and navigate the Internet, let alone be willing to take advantage of an older dating service?
His response to these queries was to whack me upside the back of the head and say in his most geriatric impersonation that he didn't take shrapnel in World War II so he could come back to a country where kids don't know how to respect their elders. He also used a colorful vocabulary that only senior citizens are ever allowed to get away with. After pointing out that he was only 63 and not 163, he informed me that many mature guys like himself used an older dating service because of how many mature women were on it. From there, I imagined the end of the "Boombox" comedic music video ("A bunch of old people busting like rabbits! It was disgusting, to say the least!"), so he smacked me again.
He informed me that he had already been several dates with the same woman. It seems like he may have already found himself a mature girlfriend through the older dating service he was using. I was skeptical, so when I asked who at his age he could have possibly found on the Web, he showed he was still young at heart by promptly answering "Yo Nana!" Back on topic, he told me her name was Esther (my subsequent giggle earned me my third or fourth smack of the day) and the two apparently had much in common. Both loved fine dining, both missed MASH (fifth smack earned here) and both apparently earned their MAs at the same University, one in English and the other in Sciences.
Also, while he had a "whippersnapper friend" like me who cared about them, but apparently never knew when to keep his big mouth shut, Esther had a young female friend who was exactly the same. Naturally, I was too busy wondering if he'd introduce me to Esther's gal pal to realize I'd just been insulted, but let's blame that on the many blows to the head I'd received that day.
Posted by brian at July 7, 2010 2:57 AM
