That’s always kind of awkward when you’re supposed to be “working”. You’re going to continue reading without telling any of your hot female co-workers? I had some other titles in work for this blog, but they just didn’t capture the essence of what I was trying to say. A “computer” matches you up based on “29 levels of compatibility”, which I’m fine with. Because you’re thinking, wow some super computer down at Eharmony headquarters is crunching vectors and differential equations just to find my perfect mate, and everyday you log in and see new matches, that you think are hand picked from the computer gods above.
I mean, I feel bad if you’re at work right now reading this, and the biggest letters on your screen involve the words FUCK YOU. So after you completed their riddles and questions, you then can start receiving “matches”, hurray!
A complex amount of planning -- and often a fair amount of money -- went into making that particular night possible." -- "A guy I was hooking up with suggested I could be 10 minutes late to pick up my 3-year-old from daycare.
Plus, you’ll develop meaningful friendships with other single parents, who, like you, are tired of hectic mornings and chaotic evenings, the kids fighting, and a never-ending to-do list.
Let’s face it, who has time to keep up with the latest hot spot or sign up for the newest online dating app only to find more disingenuous, nameless, faceless ‘matches’.
You invest hours chatting with someone who piques your curiosity, only to discover the photo they posted was from several years ago and a whole different version from what you anticipated meeting on your ‘hot’ date.
Also, thank you for taking the time to read this during work. Also if you’d like to take this opportunity to tell your female single co-workers about this blog, and ask them if they want to date me, I wouldn’t be mad. Fuck Eharmony.com, which I couldn’t believe was still available. Now the tricky thing about eharmony is, it takes two to tango.