The future future of older dating
Olivia twiddles her thumbs, a habit left over from the days when she constantly had her iPhone in her hands, while sitting on a bench in Union Square. She remembers her iPhone with a bit of nostalgia, but is mostly happy to have moved on to Glass. It seems hardly anyone still has an iPhone.
Olivia is 55, but with her Clean Program diet of green smoothies and roasted insects, she looks and feels 30. But then again, 30 year-olds these days look like high schoolers. Olivia recently started dating again and is already overwhelmed by it.
She’s been using the Google Glass App “Are you seeing anyone” to do a quick one-over on all the men and women (she’s never been with a woman before, but she’s heard some great stories from her friends and thinks it might be for her) in Lower Manhattan. All she has to do is sit in a public space and read people’s profile as they walk by. She sees results on anyone who has the app on. Sometimes she gets creepy winks from guys who see her details on the app. She just gives them a big eye roll. Olivia eliminates most of the guys who walk by with a quick eye roll of the app because they still eat animal protein or don’t do yoga.
She looks to the right through her Glass and realizes that it’s 15:00. She’s old school and has to do some mental math. Olivia understands that with the speed of travel, military time makes so much more sense, but she grew up with twelve-hour time and old habits are hard to shake! Then she looks more closely through the right – there’s an ad for Deoxyribonucleic Dating streaming through and it looks pretty interesting so she blinks three times to make it come front and center.
Yes, she decides. That’s why she and her husband broke up. Their genes were just going different places. If only she could find someone with a DNA that fit hers, she would meet the person of her dreams.
She signs up right then and there. All she has to do is rub a cotton swab to right cheek and email the cotton swab in to the center in India. She should have her results by tomorrow.
Sure enough, the next morning when she wakes up and puts on Glass she has an email from Deoxyribonucleic. She can barely open her eyes enough to read it at first, but then she gets excited. Apparently, people are attracted to people with different immune systems. And the more different your immune systems are, the more like you are to be in a long term relationship with them and have better fertility. She wasn’t too concerned with fertility because she had frozen her eggs at 28 – the optimal age – just to be safe, but the rest sounded promising. Then she flashed to the bottom of the email. They had found a 100% match for her. And he lived relatively nearby – just across the country in Los Angeles.
She printed out a new outfit and bought a ticket on the Speed Dating Train. It only takes an hour to get to Los Angeles with speed dating. She can work from wherever so didn’t even bother to tell her boss where she was going. It was time to meet Jake, her 35 year-old DNA match.
It was going to be her third visit to Los Angeles this month. She used to go to Montauk in the summers, but now prefers a quick trip to Santa Monica. She already had a plan: she would arrive in time to grab a juice on the beach, go for a quick surf, and then meet Jake on the boardwalk. The boardwalk was one of her favorite places in the world because of its timelessness.
Jake sounded like a good guy from the summary on Deoxyribonucleic. He had already been alerted from Deoxyribonucleic that she was coming and had tried to conjure her up through Glass, but Olivia had declined. She was confident this was going to be the man of her dreams (Or the second man of her dreams? She had thought the same when she first her husband but that all seems so haphazard in the face of DNA technology) and she wanted to meet him the old-fashioned way – in person.
So she stood on the boardwalk with a post surf glow waiting to meet Jake. She couldn’t believe that just yesterday she had been feeling so hopeless. Olivia was lost in a daydream, a rare occurrence in this tech-filled world, when someone called her name.