Funny, She Doesn’t Look Jewish?
I would like to say that I didn’t give online dating more consideration because my personal life has been far too interesting and fulfilling, but I can’t. My lack of prospects and my utter inability to meet anyone on my own has me pondering another dip into the cesspool of online matchmaking. However, I honestly can’t handle more poorly written, sexually charged emails accompanied by topless camera phone bathroom pictures. My faith in humanity is already dwindling; that might tip me over the edge and leave me lying on the floor begging for the Mayans to be right.
Having tried a plethora of other online options, I was about to give up when someone proposed JDate to me. I’m not Jewish from a religious standpoint, but my mother’s family is, so why not embrace my peoplehood. I can kvetch with the best of them (as you’ve probably noticed) and I am no stranger to hiding in a corner of a family event with a bottle of Manischewitz, wishing it didn’t taste quite so awful and drinking it anyway.
So, I checked it out to see if perhaps this site would accept a shiksa like me.
I wasn’t quite prepared for the level of propriety I found. In every profile, there was proper grammar use, all the words were spelled correctly and I did not see one topless bathroom photo. And they all had jobs!
Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do in a relationship with a guy who had his life together or who wasn’t constantly asking to borrow money from me. One of my exes (the one who wouldn’t give me a bottle of Corona because that was the “good” beer) still owes me money. We were taking a trip together and he had complained that he couldn’t find reservations for a place to stay online, could I do it and he’d pay me back. Despite the fact that he worked in customer service for a chain of resorts, I believed him. (And thus, you can see my blind spot in relationships.) After we returned home, he told me he didn’t have the money up front, could he pay me in installments, which I agreed to. This was not the first time he had borrowed large sums of money from me. We broke up before he paid me back.
So having been continually blinded by a series of class A f*ck-ups, I think I’m ready to meet someone with a job, aspirations in life, and the ability to effectively communicate using phrases longer than “ur sexy.”
Then again, it might all be too good to be true. I’m still pondering this foray into the world of Jewish dating.
Lesson learned: When it comes to finding Mr. Right, maybe you have to take a different direction.
Looking forward to the follow-up blog post about how this goes. (Just so you know, I’m hoping it goes well, but even if it does not, more good fodder at least!)
Like Michelle I to hope it does go well for you cause I think you’ve been pissed on (pardon the pun) enough and as long as he’s not in a band or has a dead tooth it will definitely be a step up and you deserve a wonderful…possibly Jewish….man
Some of us aren’t Jewish (or religious at all), use proper grammar (sometimes), and happen to be on a career path (of some kind), and always share “the good beer” on principle (barrel aged tripel, anyone?). So maybe I need to check out this JDate site, too? OKCupid is killing my will to not live in a cave alone forever.
OKCreeper ruined my faith in humanity. After being on that site, I too wanted to be a cave-dwelling hermit! I stay away from free sites now.
Ha! I can totally see how a lady would dub it OKCreeper. I’ve seen the shitty email my female friends have received on there, by the lowest common denominator. My problem is being lumped in with them, even though I know I’m not freakin’ terrible. I’ve decided that, while I can craft a nice letter to someone, I can be funny and smart and thoughtful, I should never hope to get a letter back from anyone I’m interested in (especially if I’m not significantly taller than them). OKHoldingOutForSomethingBetter. Maybe it’s time for a pay site. OR, it’s time to simply walk the earth, like Caine in Kung Fu.