As you might have guessed, dating is my newest human behavior interest.
So! Match.com, or any other online "dating" site - what's the attraction? I skimmed it and honestly, I can pick up inappropriate men who lie about their lives at any bar; don't have to advertise for them.
Has anyone ever met their soul mate by picking through a bunch of profiles and going on interminable dates with mostly crazy people? Back in the day we used to do things - go out, hang with friends, meet people IRL, and find someone we were interested in that way. No fuss, no muss, no real time wasted because you can weed them out within seconds. Plus you had fun doing it instead of reading a bunch of padded resumes and sifting through 10 year old photos.
It's a numbers game, where you go on x-number of dates to find one or two people you might want to see again. Then they act stupid and you're back to the old drawing board. That seems a colossal waste of time to me because I know a zillion people I'd rather be spending that time with, even knowing there is no romance involved. I would seriously rather sit home watching TV with my dog than having dinner with some stranger who should consider checking himself in somewhere.
What am I missing?
So! Match.com, or any other online "dating" site - what's the attraction? I skimmed it and honestly, I can pick up inappropriate men who lie about their lives at any bar; don't have to advertise for them.
Has anyone ever met their soul mate by picking through a bunch of profiles and going on interminable dates with mostly crazy people? Back in the day we used to do things - go out, hang with friends, meet people IRL, and find someone we were interested in that way. No fuss, no muss, no real time wasted because you can weed them out within seconds. Plus you had fun doing it instead of reading a bunch of padded resumes and sifting through 10 year old photos.
It's a numbers game, where you go on x-number of dates to find one or two people you might want to see again. Then they act stupid and you're back to the old drawing board. That seems a colossal waste of time to me because I know a zillion people I'd rather be spending that time with, even knowing there is no romance involved. I would seriously rather sit home watching TV with my dog than having dinner with some stranger who should consider checking himself in somewhere.
What am I missing?