Over the years my poor wee ears have had to endure an avalanche of digital dating stories. Some good, some bad, some so hideous they make me want to eat my own eyeballs. This small tale I have for you falls into the latter category.

Alison is one of life’s eternal singles, always dating new guys but never really coming across the one who makes her stand up and yell “ALLELULAH”. But make no mistake; she’s no flighty piece (as my Nan might have said), she’s virtually tripping over her own womb in her eagerness to meet a man. She’s also got balls of steel (metaphorical balls of course, did she actually have steel testicles her single status would be easily explained – and in order to get her guy she often strays into areas others fear to tread.

So when she saw a knicker-quivering chap walk into a party she was first off the bat to sidle next to him and start the chat.

All went swimmingly. It turned out he was a ‘friend of a friend’, and they spent a good hour or so talking exclusively to each other and discussed meeting up for a drink later in the week. However, parties being what they are she became distracted as the night went on so by the time came to look for him again, he was gone.

But like I said, this lass has magnificent balls, so she asked the mutual friend what this chaps full name is and through a bit of, what some people might call, ‘digital stalking’ she got online and hunted him down.

After making contact she got right down to brass tacks and asked him out. He accepted. Score.

A few days later she met up with him in a bar and once again everything was hunky-dory between them…that is until half way through the evening she made a comment about their mutual friend and he said…

“Have we met before then?”

WHAT?

Utterly stunned, all Alison could do was laugh. And laugh. And laugh. Even when she told him about the party he claimed he had no recollection at all! Bizarre.

Then, like a thwack round the head with a poker, it occurred to her that when he accepted the date he had essentially thought she was just some weirdo girl who had been searching sites not even meant for dating, stumbled across his profile and decided to ask him out…and he had said yes!

Well she wasn’t sure what to believe but she concluded that he was either

1.Lying about not remembering her.

Or

2. A little bit mental.

Either way it did not bode well, so she made a swift exit and vowed never to ask out anyone online ever again.

Of course I instantly pulled her up and pointed her in the direction of Flirtomatic.

This is the beauty of a site such as this, you know you are strangers. Other sites are open to misinterpretation and mistake. Flirtomatic is dedicated to flirting. Not for collecting 3 gazillion friends none of whom you actually know, nor for blatant self-promotion of some god-awful band you should have quit in high school. It’s for finding people who want to flirt. And that is exactly what makes it such a pant-wettingly fantastic place.

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