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erin woodward

A girl sits alone at the bar, a dry martini in her right hand, two olives with a twist. As she slowly nurses her drink her peripheral vision scopes out her surroundings. Not that there is any need for it. When the mood is right, and a lonely gentleman sees her sitting unattended an army wouldn’t be able to keep him from her. In a blur of cheesy pick up lines, martinis and polite laughter he will have her number. Maybe this will be the last time she gives out her number, or maybe not. She may have to relive this scene a hundred more times before the right guy asks but for once, cliché or not, it’s that easy.

In the past I may have been too quick in christening the internet as a superior tool for dating in the 21st century. There are some unconstructive aspects to it as well. It’s true the above illustration is still a reality in today’s dating scene, however, it is now marred by technological advances that may or may not be making it easier to find "the one".

What am I talking about??

Simply put: Online Chat.

How many of you have: spent at least an hour of your life chatting to a potential love candidate online or even just making plans? In extreme cases people can replace physical contact absolutely via online interaction?

One of my friends met a guy at a house party. They casually chatted for 45 minutes. He gave her his MSN address, and so she added him. Since that fateful day they have spent countless hours talking to each other online but have yet to see each other in person again. The illusion on MSN or other online chat methods is that you get to know a person without really having to put yourself out there. Hiding behind your keyboard you can’t be held responsible for what you say or how another person may interpret your keyboard strokes. I understand this point of view. Most of us would find it easier to bare our true character via MSN then we would ever likely do in person. Just as alcohol is sometimes referred to as "liquid courage" MSN gives you that same courage by adding a remoteness that lets you be especially honest. Yet isn’t there something lacking? Where does this leave physical connection? I am of the mind set that if you were to put down the keyboard and simply meet for coffee you may be further along then you could ever hope to be after a five hour MSN marathon. Is there really a place for MSN in today’s dating scene? And if so how much of a role should it really play? Do we use it so we can hide behind the reality of who we really are? Or is it simply a good way to get to know someone? These are all good questions that have me considering boycotting MSN all together, but then we run into a similar conundrum; email.

A story about myself:

I met a guy (my best friend’s friend) at a bar and I must admit I drank more then my fair share of alcohol that evening, actually saying "my fair share" is being generous. The fact that I remained upright was a feat in itself. Anyways, I met a guy who I ended up spending the majority of the evening with (all within the constraints of the bar F.Y.I.), a couple of days later he emailed my best friend and asked her for my email address…. WHAT THE? She gave it to him and he emailed me. First off, he used the excuse that he was emailing since he is really busy and wouldn’t have the time to call me that week. I was on the offensive immediately considering I will never accept the excuse that someone doesn’t have the time to call. I wanted to reply and let him know that his cell phone would most certainly work: on the streetcar, in the gym change room, in his living room or walking home from work etc. Point being, I didn’t care where he was he could most certainly find two minutes to pick up his phone and say "hey". Regardless, we emailed back and forth a couple times until I decided I wanted no more to do with this cyberspace connection. So I sent him my phone number with a quick note saying, "Call me whenever you find time" … He never called. Imagine. I can’t say I lost any sleep over it, but I have to ask why would he go to the trouble of contacting me at all if he wasn’t going to follow through?

I don’t think it’s a lot to ask that all my relationships be in real time… or maybe it is?? Are cyberspace, online banter and the infamous email delay all symptoms of the new hook up scene? Will the day come when a guy asks me for my MSN address at a bar? Or am I just out of the loop, and we are already there?

Born in a small town just outside of Toronto, my two passions have always been traveling and writing. Based in the beautiful city of Toronto, I find many things to write about and contribute to. And although I thoroughly enjoy writing my weekly blog about sex deprived beautiful women in the city (http://sexlesscity.blogspot.com) my true passion comes out in force when writing about countries I do not call home. I work full time for a publishing company, who will publish my first non fiction book later this year and I am also in the midst of launching a PR/Events company as well (www.alamodecommunications.com).