About GenerationX

GenerationX is single and is seeking females for a casual relationship or a serious relationship.

Isn’t it so that dating sites get a bad rap these days, if it isn’t the swipe styling apps that encourage shallowness even shallower than the shallow end of a Andalucian swimming pool in a drought, with pre templated prompts like ‘my goal for this year is…to go on more package holidays’ or the other classics such as ‘ we’ll get along if..you hate pineapple on pizza’. Hmm so stimulating I'm going crazy with anticipation!

So I’ve heard all the moaning, the groaning the blaming and complaining, ‘I keep getting Ghosted, Benched or Zombied, ps - i had to look up the latter label too, apparently it’s what happens after Ghosting when your illusive would be pen pal returns out of the mist to reconnect like some flakey corpse from a Stephen King movie!

Oh it’s full of married men or blokes that just want ONS or FWB, and I keep getting Catfished…really, don’t people realise that they Catfish themselves by creating an amplified fantasy image in their own minds about who they’re going to be meeting on their first date based upon a two dimensional digital expression of still imagery on a phone screen!

So wake up and smell the Columbian caffeine, it just so happens that people are three dimensional, not a frozen 2D framed photo, oh and don’t forget, sleep deprivation can cause some poor folk to look like they've been exhumed and reanimated with a pair of defibrillators.
As for the ONS etc, well like attracts like from my experience, don’t be too judgmental if you find someone just as morally redundant as yourself...ouch!

I think people get bad experiences on dating sites because they're just either plain old slackers that don’t put in enough effort or simply have as much self awareness as a hound taking a dump on a bowling green.

One photo and a sentence that says ‘hi, you wanna know more…just ask. Ha that’s a good one… ask what, why your pic looks like it’s been taken in an Arabian sandstorm and I can’t make out your facial features? You look like the green man in a traffic light signal box f.f.sake!

Or what about those pics that are so close up that the freckles take up 99 percent of the shot, some are so far away they could have been taken from a space satellite, and what about the whole posse of people classic, spending five minutes trying to identify the one who wants a date! Oh and then there's the shy ones that refuse to display a photograph at all, wouldn’t they be better suited just putting a local add at the back of the newspaper!

I know women like a man with a plan. Well my plan is…not to plan anything, I know that sounds like a misnomer but God makes a mockery of planners so I’ve learned. It’s good to have goals but not too far in the distance. I’m somewhat spontaneous because I can be, no dependents, own my own place, got some wheels for the road trips but I've no real desire to be jetting off anywhere at the moment. I did plenty of travelling in my youth, picked up some Espanol along the way which I wouldn’t mind revisiting at some point. Queres practicarlo conmigo?

I see that some profiles here are older than the hills, even the algorithms, the bots and the scammers have stopped engaging with them, kind of like cob web scattered anaglypter or artex in an old terrace house that was abandoned by the spiders.

Please don’t take offense if I don’t reply, it means that the writing is probably already on the wall, everyone gets ignored at some point, it's the zeitgeist of the internet. People behave in ways that they never would in real life because there is a humanistic disconnect here which can only be built in person from exchanging pheromones and joy!

I find dating sites a bit like night hawking with a metal detector, the majority of the time you pull up old ring pulls and bottle tops but then… every now and again… a shiny silver coin emerges from the mud, preserved because its made from Sterling 925!

And in my spare time I like walking in nature, podcasts, vinyl record hoarding, coin collecting, photography, Art galleries & drawing, knitting, fell running, clay pigeon shooting, sunday roasts, base jumping from pylons, reading books and going to the gym and that's just on the weekend blah blady blah! (couple of fibs in there can you guess which ones)

My dream travel destination if I ever got the urge again would be to take a riviera cruise down the Straits of Hormuz (after they clear the floating mines) or go paragliding across the plains of Afghanistan.

So come tell me where you’re at on Mazlow's Pyramid, bottom feeding at the base, loitering half way or almost tasting self-actualisation.

I know the profile is long, I aimed to make it concise but it didn’t happen (you catch my drift about plans), sometimes you just need more paper to keep on writing when you’re in the zone. Well at least it deters the winkers and the stinkers, and hopefully it's created a starting point for a chat, what else can we hope for at this point!

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