subject: An Important Survival Skill For Internet Daters [print this page] The internet can be a blessing and a curseThe internet can be a blessing and a curse. In my opinion, one of the reasons it can be a curse is because, through the game of Internet Dating, it feeds off some people's deep rooted need to be loved. Sometimes, this desire for love leads people to make decisions that are not the wisest choice(s) pertaining to their safety. I believe that people should attempt to listen to their "inner voice" - that part people refer to as their "intuition" and/or their "gut feeling". I have always tried to listen to my sixth sense as I like to call it but sometimes I can be stubborn.
One example of a time when I took a while too long to listen to my inner voice was when a guy asked me out after work. At the time, I was working as a bartender and this guy came in every Sunday afternoon to watch the football games on the large screens and we would talk during the times when work got slow. We established a friendship over a two month period of "seeing" each other. Then, one Sunday I got off work early and he asked me to sit at the bar to watch the game and talk without my having to work.
When I got off work early one Sunday, he asked me to join him at the bar. As I sat down, my manager walked over and informed me that was against company policy, so we left to another sports bar. After the game, he suggested that we go shoot pool. I agree to this since I love to shoot pool. As we make plans, we agree to carpool and he offers to drive. I hear this familiar voice in my head saying "Danger, Will Robinson, Danger!!!" However, being that it was Sunday and I was done with work, I chose to tune the voice out.
Thus within a couple of minutes, we are in his car heading towards a pool hall about a mile away. Imagine my surprise when he turns onto the entrance ramp onto the expressway. I ask where he's going and he informs me that we're heading to South Beach where there's a really nice place. I decide to sit back since there's not much I can do now. Turns out the place has closed and I state that I'm tired and ask to be taken back to my car suggesting we leave this for another night.
As we're getting close to where my car is, he begins to head in the opposite direction. I then really hear my voice saying "hello? Anyone home? Where are we going?" When he wouldn't stop and turn the car around and I noticed he had begun to slow down to turn down a very dark, secluded street, I simply thought to myself "okay, enough!" and threw off my seat belt, "crossed" myself, opened the door and proceeded to roll myself out of the car. All I heard from behind me was "Holy Crap - she's PSYCHO!!!" I walked to my car and apologized to my sixth sense for having ignored it.
