So the good (and surprising) news was that out of 6 winks I didn't get one single rejection!  Not one!  Look at me, being not at all rejected!  Wahoo!
The other news (good? bad?  unclear) is that out of 6 winks nobody winked back.  Or emailed.  Or even noticed?  I'm all out there, winking my heart out and everybody else is unresponsive.  You know, like I was to the guy who winked at me.  Maybe this is just a karmic kickback.  Maybe I should wink back?  Even if I'm not interested?  Or maybe I should go ahead and reject him?  Or maybe I'm reading all sorts of meaning into stuff that is 100% coincidental?
Part of me would kind of prefer some good, old fashioned rejection.  Rejection is clear and direct.  You know where you stand with rejection.  And I tend to go straight to "angry" with rejection, which is an emotion I'm totally versed in. 
So then I'm thinking "maybe I should start over again and do some more winking?"  So I search and review and find that it's all the same guys out there.  Apparently there are only 35 dudes who match my preferences in Hippyville.  34 -- that's it.  I've winked at 6 of them, there are about 11 without pictures (and therefore off limits because I'm not that daring), another 15 who I'm not interested in (vegetarian, morning person, too touchy-feely, morning person, not my type, looks-wise, morning person...) and, according to the math, 2 more guys whom I have lost in the shuffle somehow.  (I should really look for them -- what if they're in the swamp?)
the commercials are saying it's a whole new Yenta.com, but to me it's just the same old guys.  Plus 2 in the swamp.
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