Proprietrix
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Joined: 7/15/2005 From: Ohio/West Virginia Status: offline
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I may come across as a hardnose on this, but if they aren't willing to show up for coffee, I'm done with them. I've seen a few different reasons for the coffee-phobia. - shy, nervous, scared..... The way I see it, if someone is too scared to get in their car, drive to a local establishment, and walk in the doors, that's beyond shy. That's social anxiety disorder. I can understand being a bit nervous, but to not be able to get there in the first place? That's an unhealthy fear of society. What did these people do for social interaction before the internet? Did they just sit around mailing out letters to pen pals? If someone has such a strong aversion of public places that they are scared of a Tim Hortons, that's probably not someone I'm going to be interested in anyway. - Those married guys.... This just flat out pisses me off. I make it more than clear that I'm not interested in someone who's married. If they've lied to me up to the point of the coffee-meet... grrrr. - "I've been hurt before." A lot of people were hurt in previous relationships. Use it as an opportunity to live and learn, not an excuse to ostracise yourself. If you really believe I'm going to somehow "break your heart" in the process of chit-chatting over a cup of coffee, you're a bit too paranoid and hyper-sensitive for me. - "I'm not out of the closet about my lifestyle." Does this mean you also don't go to your local library, grocery store, or mall? Do you truly believe I'm going to stand up in the middle of the coffee shop and shout out "Hey! This person I'm having coffee with is into kinky things! They are meeting me here to discuss the possibility of being a slave!" If you've gotten the impression I'm that inconsiderate and obnoxious, and totally have no concept of social conduct, why do you continue chatting with me? - "Danger" propaganda. Look. It's a public place. I'm not asking you to come to my private dungeon in the basement where the door locks behind you. I'm not asking for us to get a hotel room. I'm not asking to meet in a dark alley at 2:00 in the morning. I'm not asking you to meet me at a desserted loading dock. I didn't ask your lisence plate number, your PIN number or your Mother's maiden name. What I said was "Want to get together at the coffee shop sometime next week?" I don't know really what the statistics are for people being kidnapped from Starbucks on Tuesday afternoons. I guess I assume that if someone comes in dressed like Hannibal Lector and grabs me and drags me toward the exit screaming, someone *might* call the police? Maybe I put too much faith in the cashier. For the most part when someone says they don't want to meet for coffee, or they just aren't ready to "take that step", my first thought is "Got Zoloft?"
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IMO, IMHO, YMMV, AFAIK, to me, I see it as, from my perspective, it's been my experience, I only speak for myself, (and all other disclaimers here).
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