You might’ve read my first piece on joining OK Cupid. I’ve got more for you. So much more.
One message I received this week said “Big chair for two.” And that’s all it said. A little background on that one – my profile photo is of me sitting in a massive chair. I was in an Alice In Wonderland themed room. It’s not actually designed for two, it’s a prop. Add to that the fact that this charmer was a 10% match and lived in Tunisia, and I was more than happy to press delete pretty swiftly.
“You seem fumny…” – ooh, so close, buddy, but that’s a typo. Delete. “I’m also short, haha…” – you’re 5ft 8in, so that’s over half a foot taller than I am. Shut up. Delete. There was also the guy who sent me “name’s [name]?” as if he wasn’t sure of his own identity and needed me to confirm it. Sorry, can’t help you there.
Then, I got a message from someone who seemed like a good match on the surface. We’d answered a lot of the ‘moral’ questions in the same way. I was interested, so I checked out his profile. Hint: if you need to put ‘I am smart’ or ‘I am funny’ when describing yourself, you’re probably not either of those things. Guess what? Delete.
I’m discovering that using OKC is like gardening after leaving the back yard to grow over for the last five years. There’s a disconcerting amount of pruning and weeding out involved. I think I need to invest in some kind of USB-compatible rake.
On the upside, I’ve made a friend! Yay me and my personality! There are definitely nice people to be found if you don’t mind digging. The other, outside, muddy and ultimately futile sort of digging I can probably live without, mind.
Stay tuned for the continuing saga – put the kettle on if you need to. Something tells me I’m going to be writing updates like these for some time.
