Texting + Dating = Stupid

I know, I know. Everyone is using their cell phone to date these days. Texting is totally 2007. It’s quick communication without the hassle of actually dealing with a voice on the other end.

But I hate it. Especially when it’s combined with dating.

Way back in the day, it was common practice for people to speak on the phone after a first date—or not. Either a duo chatted a few days later or someone decided to just “forget” to call, making it pretty obvious what the future held. A call meant “I like you, let’s go out again” no call meant “eh. You lost me at hello.”

But now, with the increased popularity of texting, people can walk the line and make everything 100 times more confusing. Sort of like the person but not sure if you really feel like going out again? Send a random, friendly text message. Cover your ass in case you bump into them on the street.

“You’re pretty cool and we should talk soon.”

That’s the gist of a text I received a few days ago after going out on a first date last weekend. But no phone call followed the text. Not even an email. Just some random, noncommittal, rated G words typed into a phone in the middle of the day.

I mean, come on.

Using my powers of deduction, I’m going to assume something as benign “you’re cool, let’s talk someday in non-specific future” sort of means the person on the other end isn’t interested for whatever reason (which he certainly could have told me before we spent a good part of an hour making out), but adding a vague, friendly spin to a rejection doesn’t stop it from being a rejection.

I’m not a fan of using email during the dating process, but even that would have been better than a text message. Saying “thanks but no thanks” in a nice email is easy, and gets the point across much clearer than a sentence that could have been sent to either a lover or really friendly chiropractor.

When it comes to interpersonal relations, blurriness never works. Fuzzy intentions just waste time. Texting, with its simple sentences and lack of any discernable emotion, is all about those two things, championing a new type of annoyingly vague miscommunication.

Watching out for people’s feelings is good, being unclear because you just don’t feel like putting the effort into being direct is not good.

Seriously people. Just call me.

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