{"id":1243,"date":"2013-01-06T14:02:44","date_gmt":"2013-01-06T19:02:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/?p=1243"},"modified":"2013-01-06T14:02:44","modified_gmt":"2013-01-06T19:02:44","slug":"match-com","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/2013\/01\/06\/match-com\/","title":{"rendered":"Match.Com"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_1244\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/photo-2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1244\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1244\" title=\"Someone's experience with online dating via Postsecret.com\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/photo-2-300x195.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"195\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/photo-2-300x195.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/photo-2.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1244\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Someone&#39;s experience with online dating via Postsecret.com<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Many months ago, my sister got it in her head that I should find someone.\u00a0 I should go up on Match.Com because that\u2019s where she met her husband, and that\u2019s where someone else met their husband and that\u2019s where someone else met their husband and so on and so on.\u00a0 Those of you who know me know exactly where this is going.<\/p>\n<p>Though well intended she vowed to make it her mission that I should be just as happy as she and Honey were.\u00a0 Love that about her, hate that about her.\u00a0 Making me a social experiment (apparently she had someone from her church all picked out for me) let alone a mission just stuck right up in my proverbial.<\/p>\n<p>But as quiet and lovely as she is, she can be relentless.\u00a0 I signed up. For the absolute bare minimum, just to see what all the fuss was about. OMG what a mess.\u00a0 My profile, while witty and true to who I am including a smart ass remark, won\u2019t ever do me justice.\u00a0 I have energy that can fill a room; you can\u2019t put that on paper (this from a writer). \u00a0\u00a0It just doesn\u2019t translate well.<\/p>\n<p>And neither do the 469 men who viewed my profile.\u00a0 Seriously 469 men viewed my profile and not one emailed, I take that back the guy in the camo outfit did email.\u00a0 Can you say delete faster that my eyes could focus on the shed in the background.<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t say for sure what percentage of the 469 wore black socks with their sandals, or were over sixty and still had their ponytails, or had pictures that were clearly from the 70\u2019s in their profile.\u00a0 Are these people serious?\u00a0 The profiles could be nauseating to read, or infuriating to read.\u00a0 For instance, one guy, no picture had a 500 word manifesto of she should be this and she should be that and the final line said, I\u2019m looking for the \u201cshe\u201d version of me.\u00a0 Who are these people?<\/p>\n<p>And the names they come up with: LovinspoofulXX, UrMomWillLuvMee, lovebeinginluv, preludeXXX, and skywalkerXX. \u00a0The XX are actually numbers on the site indicating that several people have chosen the same name. \u00a0I can\u2019t.\u00a0 I just can\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p>First lines are meant to entice you into reading their profile.\u00a0 Hello all you busty\u00a0ladies. Someone shoot that guy.\u00a0 Time shows the way; could we get any more mushy?\u00a0 Needy much?\u00a0 I have no patience for this mass market schmaltz or the blatant disregard for women as people or the crybabies or the obvious lack of truth in any of it.<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, I cancelled within minutes.\u00a0 That leaves you the ability to continue visiting the site to check matches until your final expiration.\u00a0 Not likely, never again will I submit to anything like this where you get sucked in so your self-esteem can get batted around by the daily matches, winks, views, favorites, and emails received.\u00a0 Because for me there weren\u2019t any.\u00a0 For a split second you begin to think it\u2019s you.\u00a0 It\u2019s not me, this is a numbers game and I am not a number.<\/p>\n<p>There was one final email that came through on January 2.\u00a0 I had long ago cancelled this subscription so I didn\u2019t pay any attention and frankly it seemed just a bit suspicious.\u00a0 There was a reminder from Match.com that you have an email.\u00a0 Ok I\u2019m curious so I click on the \u201cgo to email\u201d and guess what?\u00a0 You have to subscribe to read your email and there is a 20 buck special for the New Year.\u00a0 Of course you do, but I\u2019m still curious.\u00a0 So I pay the 20 bucks and there he is, all 5\u20192\u201d of him, stating he is athletic though clearly his pot belly doesn\u2019t indicate that, from India with broken English even in his profile.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/email-match.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1245\" title=\"email match\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/email-match-300x68.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"68\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/email-match-300x68.png 300w, https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/email-match.png 401w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I could not have laughed harder.\u00a0 I paid twenty bucks for the best lesson I\u2019ve had in a very long time.\u00a0 Be well Match.com don\u2019t call me I won\u2019t call you either.\u00a0 The single only profile I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t get to read while I was a subscriber for twenty minutes was this one:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/no-renewing.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1246\" title=\"no renewing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/no-renewing-300x65.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"65\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/no-renewing-300x65.png 300w, https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/no-renewing.png 396w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I know like I know that I am happy where I am, doing what I\u2019m doing.\u00a0 The more I expand what I do the more people I meet.\u00a0 The more people I meet the more friends I have.\u00a0 That\u2019s the only numbers game I want to play.\u00a0 Got that everyone?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Many months ago, my sister got it in her head that I should find someone.\u00a0 I should go up on Match.Com because that\u2019s where she met her husband, and that\u2019s where someone else met their husband and that\u2019s where someone &hellip; 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