And reading it, I always feel rather rebuked. It’s like your parents sending you to your room for being sullen, saying: “Don’t come downstairs unless you’re going to put a smile on your face!” Or teachers telling you to be quiet, “unless you’ve got something useful to contribute!”
It’s all a bit stern-which isn’t a great tone to take when you’re trying to woo someone. When Julia Roberts walks into the Notting Hill bookstore, you don’t see Hugh Grant snarling: “Don’t touch the books if you’re not going to buy them!” Just as Patrick Swayze https://datingranking.net/introvert-dating/ doesn’t spoil the pottery scene in Ghost by snapping at Demi Moore: “Don’t get the clay out if you’re not going to concentrate on what you’re doing!”
Of course, it’s perfectly reasonable to want a match to lead to messaging-and from there, to frisson-fuelled dating, and a lovely relationship involving lazy Sundays in bed with Bucks Fizz, Eggs Benedict, warm bodies and cool sheets.
Surely that’s what we all want (or maybe some of that’s just me). But assuming everyone on dating apps is looking for love, lust, and a plus-one for weddings, why would anyone be matching if they have no intention of taking it any further? It doesn’t make sense, right? So, if you’re getting matches, but no response to your messages, could it be that the problem lies in the messages you’re sending?
For over a decade, I’ve dipped into online dating whenever I’ve been single, and each time I download a dating app, I embrace my husband hunt with the exuberance of Jennifer Grey launching herself at the stage in the last scene of Dirty Dancing. Full of optimism, I swipe right on men with nice forearms in sky-blue shirts, who look like they could carry me across the threshold (and up the stairs).
And yet, as the messages trickle into my inbox, I start to despair. “Hi” say 70 per cent of them, with all the effort and eloquence of Kevin Perry mumbling in the direction of their trainers. “Hi Sam,” say a few others, making me wonder whether they’d be quite so cavalier with their abbreviations if they were addressing Joanna Lumley.
Offering barely any more in the way of conversation are ones that say: “Hi, how are you?” And faced with a dozen or so messages along these lines, my will to live (let alone reply) is on a par with Sylvia Plath sticking her head in an oven.
At the other end of the spectrum are men who ask me out in the first message, before we’ve interacted. It’s as if rapport is irrelevant, and the (often) copy-and-paste quality of the message suggests a scattergun approach, as if anyone will do. This is like leaving the sommelier to choose your wine without having a chat about which regions you like, or what you’ll be eating. And actually, I’m looking for a man who’s rather more discerning.
So rather than disappointing your match with a damp squib, how can your first message strike like Cupid’s arrow? Here are some hints…