Here’s a thought: Pick up the phone (the landline!)Posted: Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Maybe I’m getting to my cranky old man stage early, but my pal over at Pussified’s Playlist has hit the nail on the head — I haven’t “dated” in more than a decade, but I cannot imagine what it must be like today if you’re a single Gen X’er, or for that matter, a member of the Millennial Generation. Check out her latest post “does anyone actually date anymore?”
Pussified raises the point that the art of the chase, and the art of subtly, appear to be non-existent in the age of Facebook and text-messaging. And while Millennials might be comfortable with that, if you’re single and in your 30s or 40s, what do you do? Perhaps, somewhat like a job-seeker, if you actually go through the trouble of making a real phone call, you’re going to stand out from the competition.
Of course, if you’re listening to me for dating advice, you’re in sore trouble — were it not for St. Mrs. Icepick, I imagine life as a sad less-successful male version of Tina Fey’s Liz Lemon. Well, in my dreams, actually. Who am I kidding? It would be more like life as her co-worker, Frank, minus the cool job. Or worse, Rorschach, minus the wicked shape-shifting mask and the grappling hook gun. But I digress.