The Big Mo
Joe Concha Communicating
with your friends or potential partners in 2007 is easy like Sunday morning. From a
practicality perspective, people have never been more accessible in so many forms at any
time of the day or night than right now.
But like any advance in technology, there are unexpected
glitches.
It wasnt always this easy to have someone at hello.
Remember the movie Singles? In one scene toward the end, Campbell Scott is
depressed and bombed and decides to call his ex-girlfriend, Kyra Sedgwick, from a pay
phone at a noisy bar (others outside the booth think its a bathroom and continually
bang away at the door while hes trying to speak from the heart
funny stuff and
perhaps a hint of a metaphor). Anyway, Scott leaves a long answering machine message which
contains his final ultimatum for the former couple to give the relationship once last try.
Scott warns that if she doesnt get back to him, hell never call her again.
Predictably, Sedgwicks answering machine eats the tape that the message is on and
therefore never hears it. Luckily for them, Sedgwick goes to Scotts apartment weeks
later and regurgitates a line he used on her after their first date: "I was just
nowhere near your neighborhood." They end up getting an apartment together.

But what if she held firm and decided to dismiss the
possibility of them reconciling after not hearing from him? Would the technology
shortcomings of the early 90s been held responsible for changing the course of the rest of
their fictional lives?
A little inside, I know
But in 2007, with texting, instant messaging, emails,
crackberries, cell phones with digital voice mail and landline home phones to communicate
with, it is impossible for a scenario like this to occur. Perfection, via the
aforementioned Big Six options, has been achieved in the world of dating transmissions.
With perfection comes high expectations
And thats not a good thing when just getting to know
someone.
Instead, we now see this state of affairs occurring with
regularity: Boy meets girl. Boy programs her number into his cell/blackberry. Boy calls
girl 2-5 days later for a date. Boy and girl get along well when meeting for drinks and/or
dinner. Boy then makes crucial mistake of texting her a day or two later to see casually
ask, "Whats going on?" or "How are things?".
Girl is offended that guy texted instead of
calling. She waits to text back. He waits to text her back, shoots her an email in the
meantime. She waits to email him back to establish an equal lapse in replying while also
emailing her trusted circle of friends asking, "What the hell is wrong with this guy?
I thought we had a good time." Friends float conspiracy theory that hes texting
because hes with another girl and cant talk. Trust is destroyed without due
process. Guy still doesnt know hes doing anything out of the ordinary. Yankees
lose another game 10-8 despite A-Rod hitting two homers, racking up seven RBIs and scoring
five runs, which has nothing to do with this column, but it is difficult for the author to
resist sharing his glee. Anyway, guy finally calls girl a week later, but something is
lost in all of this pseudo-interaction:
Momentum.
Yes, momentum exists in more than just the NHL playoffs and
surfing. It is THE primary factor in getting a first date to the all-important third
encounter. And once a guy loses momentum with a gal by screwing around with his
communication options instead of going back to what has worked since the telephone was
invented (See: dialing and actually having a conversation) he just blew it despite
staying in touch and thereby following the basic rules of engagement in the embryonic
stages, albeit through an oft-used loophole.
Momentum can also vanish even when avoiding the easy route of
texting and emailing, and yes, sometimes its absolutely nobody fault on either end.
Lets say the same course of events occurs, but after Date One the guy or girl is
forced to go away for work or takes a vacation. No exclusivity rules apply yet, so to call
during a vacation or business trip may seem awkward and inappropriate. By the time one of
the parties returns to Hoboken, another weekend has gone by, and in the interim one of
them (a) Met someone else and had a first date and was followed up with more promptly by
their new catch or, (b) Any feeling of ecstasy after that quality first encounter has been
mostly lost due to time and space.
One other momentum-killer is the miscommunication of
temporarily incompatible itineraries. For example, a guy could ask a girl to go to a
Devils playoff game (fine choice) on a Saturday night for a second date. However, she
unfortunately has a wedding to attend and can't make it. He then doesn't know if that's a
true alibi or an excuse to hold him off, and therefore is hesitant to offer an alternative
to do something else on another night. If she's an old-fashioned gal, she'll simply wait
for him to propose an evening together at a different time, as he doesn't want to
press matters or appear needy.
Besides, he thinks to himself, she could be the one to take
action and plan something since he already took the initiative to first get her number,
follow up with a first date proposal, and proceed to offer up the arrangements for Date
Deuce.
Of course, nothing happens between them for a week outside of
an email or two, and suddenly, theyre just not as into to each other as they may
have believed after date one.
Pride can invariably be a mo-killer.
And
you wonder why the New York Times wedding section is filled with announcements featuring
men and women all waiting to get hitched until their mid-thirties.
The trick, and this is either overlooked or ignored by most
men, is to recognize when the Big Mo has been lost. Women are more aware of the
energy level surrounding a budding relationship, but guys, well, not so much. And the
usual result will be the same steady pace of texting, emails and calls from male to female
long after she has dismissed him for being aloof, lacking initiative or just being a
player trying to juggle three different prospects while not leading any of them on too
much.
When Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone, he
certainly had no clue how bastardized the simple process of one person communicating with
another would become. Texts, IMs and emails that can be read and responded to instantly
have harbored and abetted the abandonment of the core rules of courtship. Its
similar to what corporations felt would happen when all of these interactive tools were
given to employees: They are supposed to make us more productive, but ultimately only
serve as a nothing more than a distraction.
Yes, we may be interacting with our potential soul mates
more, but in 2007, more is somehow resulting in less.
Joe Concha is realhoboken.coms Senior Writer and only
uses text messaging for logistical, and not, social reasons. Email questions or comments
to seagirt07@yahoo.com
or use the message forum on the home page. |