First Contact

I get an email. I have a match.  Her name is Mary.  Some brief stats;

Mary
Age: 44
Main Phone: XXX XXX XXXX
Alt. Phone:
Height: 5'4"
Body Type: Average
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Green
Marital Status: Separated
Occupation:XXXXXXXX
Residence: Omaha

Some Hobbies and Interests:
Bowling, Walking/hiking, Pilates,  Symphony, Concerts, Museum and Arts, Visiting historical sites and monuments, Visiting State Capitols, Plays, Opera,Shopping, Volunteering

 and a request to make contact within 72 hours.   Appears someone has simply clicked on a list of suggested Hobbies and Interests.   Body type average.  That can mean a lot of different things.  I give her a call.

Hi, is this Mary?  This is J.  How are you?

Oh, good, how are you?

I'm fine.  I was matched with you from the dating service.

Oh, okay.

We talk for a bit.  A decent person.  Make plans to meet the next day.

Next day, we meet at a coffeehouse.  She is as average as me, which is fine. Turns out she has been a member for 3 months and this is her first contact.   As we talk, and I get to know her, I find she had a stroke, and has limited use of half her body.  

If she was my significant other or my wife, I would have stood by her forever.  I was actually hoping for an activity partner, a woman who liked to walk and bike and hike and play volleyball. I really don't think I can make this work.  We have a polite, kind of sad conversation.  We say our goodbyes and go our separate ways.

  I file a feedback on her, and ask to meet another.