Oh, and just to be perfectly clear, this particular entry is intended as a . Now, let’s talk about how online dating will mess with you psychologically.
Then again, when you read what comes next, you may want to consider outsourcing your dating life after all. We’ll start with the fact that you have so many potential dates to choose from (or, well, you you have so many potential dates to choose from – see entry #1).
My girlfriend and I met on e Harmony, so I’ll be the first to acknowledge that online dating can absolutely be a worthwhile experience. I dabbled with it for almost , and prior to Melissa, the most memorable thing I came away with was a tome’s worth of craptacular dating stories.
And hey, mad props to you for being such an exemplary case of human savvy. As a site representative put it, while “these checks may help in certain instances, they remain highly flawed, and it is critical that this effort does not provide a false sense of security to our members.” Thanks, Match. Or was this a subtle “fuck off” to all your dissatisfied daters? Just be wary of the human scum you may come across. The person you meet may not be the person you were corresponding with.
This means that 19 out of 20 profiles on these sites are either past members who aren’t around anymore, or non-paying members who can’t respond.
OKCupid was acquired by Match in 2011, and that article has since been taken down (for obvious reasons).
Still, you might want to pay attention to this story, of the woman who went on a few dates with a man she met on Match, only to end up getting stabbed multiple times by him when she tried to break it off. Alright, let’s say you’ve weathered the pitiful response rate, and you’ve slogged your way through the dredges of humanity. Maybe you’ll send a few messages back and forth, and you’ll realize you’ve met someone truly special.
You maintained your optimism, and lo and behold, you finally get matched up with someone who’s attractive intelligent. Or maybe – just maybe – the person you’re corresponding isn’t actually the person whose photos you’ve been daydreaming about.