The 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.
I was informed that was against company policy, so we went down the mall to another sports bar and proceeded to have a couple of drinks.
He then suggested that we go shoot pool at a place that was not so "loud".
Since I love to shoot pool, this we begin to make plans on where we're going to meet and he suggests we simply carpool.
There's a little voice in the back of my head that's quietly saying "that's not such a hot idea.
You don't really know this guy from Adam.
" But it was Sunday, I had just gotten off work, was feeling nicely buzzed and enjoying his company so I chose to ignore the voice at that particular moment.
So, we get into his car and proceed to take off towards a pool hall about a mile from where we were.
Next thing I know, he's turning to get onto the expressway.
I ask him where he's going and he says over to South Beach because he knows a place there that's really nice and the music is pleasant.
I figure I'm on the highway so not much I can do now.
Turns out we can't find the pool place and I ask to be taken back to my car and 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.
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.
I was informed that was against company policy, so we went down the mall to another sports bar and proceeded to have a couple of drinks.
He then suggested that we go shoot pool at a place that was not so "loud".
Since I love to shoot pool, this we begin to make plans on where we're going to meet and he suggests we simply carpool.
There's a little voice in the back of my head that's quietly saying "that's not such a hot idea.
You don't really know this guy from Adam.
" But it was Sunday, I had just gotten off work, was feeling nicely buzzed and enjoying his company so I chose to ignore the voice at that particular moment.
So, we get into his car and proceed to take off towards a pool hall about a mile from where we were.
Next thing I know, he's turning to get onto the expressway.
I ask him where he's going and he says over to South Beach because he knows a place there that's really nice and the music is pleasant.
I figure I'm on the highway so not much I can do now.
Turns out we can't find the pool place and I ask to be taken back to my car and 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.
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