Wednesday, April 09, 2008
A Cry for A Different Kind of Help
This is mostly just a cry. A “whhyyyyy” kind of cry.
I made my online dating profile public for about the umpteenth billion time and have managed to go a whole few hours without deleting it. The winks and emails are already out of control, but one thing has become perfectly clear: these men are not actually reading anything I’ve written or any of the selections I’ve made. Otherwise the 49-year-old divorced 5’5” man with children would not have wasted his time! Good lord. A word of advice: read the damn profile. Just because someone is interesting to YOU doesn’t mean THEY’D be interested in you. I’ve certainly come across men that I like, but one read of their profile and I just know they’d have no patience for me. (It’s going to become painfully obvious that I’m not really all that outdoorsy one second with me, well, outdoors.) You have to be at least a little realistic otherwise you’re going to be sorely disappointed.
