John J. in Los Gatos is friendly, fun and flirty.
Note: Women love this. This is a “formula note” he sends out after a women has looked at his dating profile:
Hello. Thank you for perusing my profile. I like YOURS too. I was also lousy in Chemistry until entering the dating world. I notice you seek someone less than 47 miles away…Too bad I live 48 miles away (LOL kidding, it’s actually twice that distance;-). Three years ago I, too, lived in SF – had a wonderful apartment on Chestnut & Van Ness. I wish we had met on-line then! I used to run in Golden Gate Park (until knee surgery ended my running career and started my cool new biking habit;-) Thanks, again for the look! Best of luck in finding that very lucky local SF Dude. Ciao Bella, John J in Los Gatos
Mikey 68 (“A jock with bad knees but a good heart”) was a PE Major, not a creative writer, who hired a professional writer to enhance his online dating profile. They talked – she took notes, and two days later, she came back with a new iamge: Michael 101.
He went from a bumbling Jimmy Kimmel to smooth Jimmy Stewart. He debated about keeping his long past profession (Veterinarian) out of the picture – she insisted he blatantly brag about being a Doctor. She said single women are on the look out for professionals. She also encouraged him to insert a passion for reading all things Jane Austen. She sent him links to Jane Austen for Dummies and The Cliff Notes. She also changed his online name to ‘Mr Darcy.” His opening line is, Call me Tall dark and handsome and I will follow you any where. Mr Darcy. His “ratings” went up. Way Up.
Tons of email every week: Michael/Mr Darcy gets a ton of winks, emails, and canned greetings from women all over the country. Whether it is his picture, his winning personality/profession as a DR, Or his ghost-writer’s finesse in creating a faux Prince. He is only slightly embarrassed when women discover he has none of Mr Darcy’s attributes. Glib, he says Austen is ‘fiction.’ Truth or Dare? He is convinced he will meet a sweetheart. Call me Timbo (62, hunter, NRA devotee, catches fish with his hands)
He lives in an “A-state.” He is looking for one woman with whom to spend the rest of his life. The other three did not work out. Clever man, got ahold of an NRA Club roster. Timbo had 200 post cards made with his picture on them. He and his son addressed and stamped all the cards with the message: “Wanted: My Last Date. Must be single and like dogs.” He got a few nibbles…nothing panned out. Next, with the help of the librarian, he joined Match.com and wrote: “Sugar Daddy seeks Hot Mama” much to the chagrin of Marian librarian.
He was swamped with responses. At first, he was excited by all the attention. Then all the coffee shop dates, phone calls and driving “all over hell and high-water” to meet all the s0-called “hot mamas” was exhausting.