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company. Invest your energies there. Surely there must be one guy on the books that’s a possible Mr. Right.’
‘I’m not as certain as I used to be. Cynicism is working its way into my once-optimistic nature. I’m beginning to think online dating is a code word for ‘man seeking woman for sex’ or the other way around in a lot of cases. When you consider all the great loves, none of them happened online or from a distance. It all takes place in the flesh. Star-crossed lovers gazing at one another before being cruelly separated. I need to take myself out of cyberspace and put myself into reality. Hence if you are attending an event where the men are flush, as my closest friend since pre-school you’re obligated to invite me.’
‘Since when did you give up on online love?’ grilled Katy in a raised voice. ‘You’ve been boasting success rates for years and telling me how closed-minded I was by not joining your site. Why the change of heart?’
‘Because what can you know about someone online or via text really? They can pretend to be whoever they want to be. It’s only when you meet physically that you discover how truthful they’ve actually been regarding their circumstances. You can’t sniff out a fake online. If that click of completeness can only come with a physical interaction, then the internet is a poor middle man, inhibiting millions of people looking for love.’
‘Have you told your boss this?’
‘Of course not. My job doesn’t necessarily reflect my personal beliefs. Besides which, the figures do speak for themselves. There is success in online dating, but I’m reverting to a more traditional approach.’
Her words, echoing Oscar’s email, rattled every bone in Katy’s body. There were occasions where she could swear Julia had a psychic sense or mystical insight into Katy’s mind.
‘What you do is up to you, but I’m afraid however long we’ve been friends I cannot wrangle you an invite to what I’ve got lined up.’
Katy found a leopard print one piece on top of her head. Checking the tag, she couldn’t help but be wowed by the Dolce and Gabbana halter neck, laced from navel to cleavage.
‘You’re a star,’ said Katy, her enthusiasm picking up. ‘I don’t know how you do it but you always hunt down the items that I can’t find.’
‘Save your flattery for later, Katy. I had a lucky find there. We’ve got at least half a dozen more shops to plough through before our plight comes to an end and we don’t want to miss the last train home.
Chapter Nine
Conversing with Oscar for five hours Thursday night severely impaired Katy’s attentiveness and proficiency on Friday. He hadn’t exaggerated his statement that he was returning to the dating scene the internet forgot. She hadn’t spoken on the land-line for that duration in her life ever. Dragging the extension lead into her room to talk endlessly with Oscar in private, her parents found it ‘cute’.
Replacing the phone her parents advised her that before the invention of cell phones and the world wide web, hanging by the land-line hoping your beloved would call was a massive ingredient of the dating scene.
Retro, but romantic, thought Katy. Agreeing to meet Oscar at the Four Seasons Friday evening, she claimed it wasn’t far from her office. Knowing the labor involved in traveling to the hotel with her tiny suitcase dragging along the pavements, filling with pedestrians finishing work for the week, Katy elected to dress down. Waiting in reception she was pleased Oscar was on the same wavelength. He was as casual as a billionaire could be.
The navy chinos were well-pressed, but loose, unlike the skinny chinos boys her age were keen on squeezing themselves into. The large orange emblem of a man on a horse playing polo, drew attention to the iconic Ralph Lauren logo. The shirt was slim fitted accentuating his honed physique. The color drew out the blue in his eyes and the thick strawberry blonde
‘I’m not as certain as I used to be. Cynicism is working its way into my once-optimistic nature. I’m beginning to think online dating is a code word for ‘man seeking woman for sex’ or the other way around in a lot of cases. When you consider all the great loves, none of them happened online or from a distance. It all takes place in the flesh. Star-crossed lovers gazing at one another before being cruelly separated. I need to take myself out of cyberspace and put myself into reality. Hence if you are attending an event where the men are flush, as my closest friend since pre-school you’re obligated to invite me.’
‘Since when did you give up on online love?’ grilled Katy in a raised voice. ‘You’ve been boasting success rates for years and telling me how closed-minded I was by not joining your site. Why the change of heart?’
‘Because what can you know about someone online or via text really? They can pretend to be whoever they want to be. It’s only when you meet physically that you discover how truthful they’ve actually been regarding their circumstances. You can’t sniff out a fake online. If that click of completeness can only come with a physical interaction, then the internet is a poor middle man, inhibiting millions of people looking for love.’
‘Have you told your boss this?’
‘Of course not. My job doesn’t necessarily reflect my personal beliefs. Besides which, the figures do speak for themselves. There is success in online dating, but I’m reverting to a more traditional approach.’
Her words, echoing Oscar’s email, rattled every bone in Katy’s body. There were occasions where she could swear Julia had a psychic sense or mystical insight into Katy’s mind.
‘What you do is up to you, but I’m afraid however long we’ve been friends I cannot wrangle you an invite to what I’ve got lined up.’
Katy found a leopard print one piece on top of her head. Checking the tag, she couldn’t help but be wowed by the Dolce and Gabbana halter neck, laced from navel to cleavage.
‘You’re a star,’ said Katy, her enthusiasm picking up. ‘I don’t know how you do it but you always hunt down the items that I can’t find.’
‘Save your flattery for later, Katy. I had a lucky find there. We’ve got at least half a dozen more shops to plough through before our plight comes to an end and we don’t want to miss the last train home.
Chapter Nine
Conversing with Oscar for five hours Thursday night severely impaired Katy’s attentiveness and proficiency on Friday. He hadn’t exaggerated his statement that he was returning to the dating scene the internet forgot. She hadn’t spoken on the land-line for that duration in her life ever. Dragging the extension lead into her room to talk endlessly with Oscar in private, her parents found it ‘cute’.
Replacing the phone her parents advised her that before the invention of cell phones and the world wide web, hanging by the land-line hoping your beloved would call was a massive ingredient of the dating scene.
Retro, but romantic, thought Katy. Agreeing to meet Oscar at the Four Seasons Friday evening, she claimed it wasn’t far from her office. Knowing the labor involved in traveling to the hotel with her tiny suitcase dragging along the pavements, filling with pedestrians finishing work for the week, Katy elected to dress down. Waiting in reception she was pleased Oscar was on the same wavelength. He was as casual as a billionaire could be.
The navy chinos were well-pressed, but loose, unlike the skinny chinos boys her age were keen on squeezing themselves into. The large orange emblem of a man on a horse playing polo, drew attention to the iconic Ralph Lauren logo. The shirt was slim fitted accentuating his honed physique. The color drew out the blue in his eyes and the thick strawberry blonde
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