Man... I could write an hour of stand-up material with the online dating experiences I've had with OkCupid in the last few weeks.
Finding myself single again I cranked up a profile and went date-shopping. I've had a few dates so far, and they've all pretty much been either blah or me sitting there with my jaw hanging open waiting for the next crazy thing to roll out of some batshit's mouth.
Things I've noticed;
~ Looking at profiles online has about as much clinical detachment as when I'm shopping for tools online, "Well, she's nice, comes in SAE, but I wonder if I can get her with a rubberized grip?" It's not exactly engaging.
~ The majority of women in my age range are very 'Normal'... IE, I couldn't see them exactly being comfortable at a Roller Derby bout, or standing in the paddock at a race track. They look like they'd rather spend their evenings in a wine bar or walking around Santana Row/Downtown Los Gatos with their girlfriends shopping for shoes.
~ There are a fuckload of single women in Oakland and SF, but fuck you I'm not moving.
~ Every woman lists her wants in a man as someone who is outdoorsy, adventurous, and can make her laugh. Extrapolating that logic every woman's ideal date is a fucking Rodeo Clown.
~ Apparently everybody is into hiking and mountain climbing... In fact, based on the number of times I see that in profiles, even at this very moment every free hiking trail in the Bay Area should be so packed full of single women that it looks like the line to ride Space Mountain.
~ Women on OkC (observed watching over a female friend's shoulder) are getting hammered with IM and messages constantly from scumbags, fuckknuckles, and guidos who use the form-letter-mad-libs shotgun approach to dating. Women are drinking from the fucking firehose. Whereas I've got tumbleweeds rolling through my inbox. Well thought-out and composed personal messages I might send out get lost in the chaff. Trying to message a woman you are interested in online and her actually reading your message given her signal to noise ratio is like pissing in a sea of piss.
~ Listen cupcake, pictures of you running a marathon taken 10 years ago when you were in college and putting 'athletic' as your body type in your profile details do not work when I meet you in person and I can tell the only running you do is to the fridge for more fudge pops during commercial breaks. And that level of physical fitness would only be because your mobility scooter has a dead battery.
~ If the first thing you list in your profile is that your kids are your world... Well sorry lady, my spaceship ain't getting anywhere near your fucking planet. I've chose not to breed for a reason, and John Wayne Gacy makes better father material than I do.
I could go on... and on. Not to mention the dating horror stories.