My name is Sadie. I’ve been divorced for a while and decided it was time to start dating again. (well that and needing to shut my mother up. Seriously, it’s not my biological clock that’s ticking – it’s HERS). She wants to be a grandmother before she dies and from the way she’s carrying-on her death will be in 10-12 months.
So, being the dutiful daughter I am (and desperate for a different conversation topic) I let the world know I was looking for a man.
Bad Idea!
Who knew my friends knew so little about me. Shocking really, You should see the parade of ‘ewws’,’ughs’ and ‘aww c’mons’ I’ve been subjected to. So I took a deep breath as signed on to Plenty-Off-Fish.
Now before we go any further, let me just say that most of the dating sites are the same. In fact a lot of them I checked out had the same guys displayed. So the stories to follow aren’t to the credit or blame of www.plentyoffish.com. It’s just the poison I’ve chosen. It’s free, so you definitely get what you’ve paid for. It’s up to you to filter out the pond scum and bottom feeders and watch our for the sharks and ahem, minnows. So word to the wise, be careful no matter what site you happen to use.
Hopefully my experiences will save someone from making the same mistake I have and give the rest of you a good laugh at my expense.
Now without further adieu – lets get on with it.
