Archive | March, 2012

But why?

14 Mar

That’s the question I got from a lot of friends and family members when I told them I was joining an online dating site. And to be honest, I wasn’t really sure. Had I given up on traditional dating methods? No, but meeting someone quality in a bar isn’t exactly like shooting fish in a barrel.

Beyond that, being in my early 20s, a recent college grad, and a transplant to a new — large — city, I needed a way to meet and get to know people. I figured I wouldn’t even have to go out with anyone, I could just see who was out there and act on it if I chose.

So, I’m sitting in my brother’s living room playing on my computer. I started filling out my profile and answering basic questions about myself and my potential match. Have you ever tried to describe yourself, you past, your perfect date/relationship, and exactly what qualities you want out of a significant other in 1500 characters or less? Let me tell you, it’s a daunting task. You want to show your personality — mine happens to be fairly sarcastic and “sassy” — but I don’t want to come off as a brat or a bitch. You want to sound laid back and casual, but not like you have no drive or motivation. You want to sound accomplished and successful, but not narcissistic or cocky. It’s very hard, and believe me, I sweat out that “About Me” section for about 20 minutes before I settled with a series of short sentences describing who I am.

I’m new to the city. I work in a job completely out of my realm of current knowledge. I like to read, write, run, cook, and hang out with friends. I am looking for someone independent with a backbone who is not afraid to call me out when I’m being a brat.

Next thing I know, my profile was complete and I was being asked to screen profiles of men in my area and age-range. I quickly got into the whole process of “winking” at people and silently judging their profiles. “Ew, he likes cats?” or “What straight guy admits on Match that his guilty pleasure movie is ‘Centerstage?'” I became that girl.

About ten minutes later, I received an email from Match. “Someone has emailed you! Click here to see what they wrote!” Having just recently “winked” at about 10 Match Men, I could only believe that this email was from the cute, age-appropriate investment banker who played sports in college and had pictures posted with his nieces. Let’s call it like it is — I clicked that link so quickly it barely had time to load the whole email.

I was directed to an intermediate page. “To receive emails from potential matches and communicate through Match, please select a plan below.” You’re kidding me. They want me to pay to potentially be rejected by hundreds of men before they even meet me? This is a joke. But here’s the part where they got me — I still knew that someone had already emailed me. I was hopeless. I got sucked in. And you better believe I paid for 6 months so I could get a cheaper monthly rate.

So, $120 later, I get to see the email. Is it him? No. It’s a very old, very married man with children whose default picture included a deer recently shot. Lovely.

Sidenote: Nothing against hunting, married men, older men, or men with children. Just not right for this girl.

I felt defeated. I felt duped. I looked like a fool, so much that I had to bring my sister-in-law in the room to laugh about it with me. I had almost given up on Match.com in that moment on my brother’s couch watching Shark Tank.

But then, I got another email. It was him.

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And so it begins

13 Mar

It’s pretty simple, actually. You know how in church, when they’re talking about Jesus feeding his disciples and then dying on the cross? And they get to the part where they proclaim the mystery of faith? They say, “Christ has died. Christ is risen. Christ will come again.” Well, this is kind of how it happened — although incredibly less influential.

Therefore, I would like to proclaim the mystery of Match:

I saw “The Vow.”

I cried.

I joined Match.com.

The rest? I suppose that it is history in the making.