Last year, I tried Match.com. Yesterday, I quit. It's all just too weird. I got the most bizarre people responding to my ads. One who told me he, "voted for Bush because I knew he'd have the balls to push the button." Another who was a total racist. Another who was a parolee. And so on. None were married, as far as I know, but... it took way too much time with too little reward.
So, after being unsuccessful there, I'm quitting. I actually though I had quit a month ago, but realized that somehow I'd been automatically renewed. Now, my friends are egging me on to be a speed-dating guinea pig. I'm undecided about the quality of this idea, but probably will jump in. A few adventures are a good thing.
How do people meet people? This is my question. Somehow I don't meet them, unless they are 40 year old guys who want me to be their mothers. Time to pull out the dominatrix tricks. Less compassion, more edge.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
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