#290 – How We Met

I haven’t read the statistics on couples who met through the internet, but I know many have. With a multitude of online dating sites to choose from, technology-based connections have become commonplace. Yet some who found each other online feel embarrassed to say so. They concoct false “how we met” stories, rather then tell their friends and family the simple truth. Frankly, I don’t get it. My wife and I met through a matchmaking website, and we’re not ashamed to admit it. Jamie and his girlfriend, Tammie, also hooked up online, and they’ll happily share their story with anyone who asks. Of course, there’s a time and place for that kind of sharing, as even the two of them now admit.

Jamie went to high school with my friend, Jimmy. As I learned last night, the two of them have remained close, despite going in separate directions as adults. Jimmy took the path of college, white collar employment, and family life, while his unscholarly buddy moved directly from high school to a job selling garden supplies.

Unlike Jimmy, Jamie’s never been married. Tammie is his first serious girlfriend, but not because he’s a troll or anything. While he’s a bit scrawny, only average in height, and wears his receding hair in a ponytail, he’s a decent looking guy overall. His longstanding bachelorhood, as he freely acknowledges, stems mostly from a lifestyle choice. And Tammie – a cute, petite brunette who works as a hair stylist – is the first woman with whom he’s ever desired a real relationship.

When Jamie bared his soul to me last night, as Tammie and Jimmy listened in, I asked the natural follow-up question: “How’d you two meet?”

He matter-of-factly answered: “Online.”

“No kidding,” I replied. “So did my wife and me. Which site did you use: Match.com; eHarmony; christiansingles?”

Unabashedly, he answered: “Nah, we hooked up on ‘Fuckbook.’ The best lay ever! After one wild ride in my pickup’s flatbed, I knew she was the one for me! Isn’t that right, babe?”

“You know it, sugar!” Tammie agreed.

My jaw must’ve dropped, because Jimmy cracked up before chiming in: “Richard, you should see yourself. You know, he always says that story the same way, no matter where he is or who’s doing the asking. In fact, Jamie, tell Richard where you were when someone last asked how you and Tammie met.”

This time, Jamie seemed more than a tad chagrined when he explained: “Yeah … umm … that was last month, at my nephew’s baptism.”

I don’t know how many couples met using this site, but most of them probably won’t admit it.

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