we are writing in angst, frustration and a large dollop of cynicism.
our attempts at converting the marital status of a deserving woman have so far come to nought. fair and not-so-fair eves have united in their unwillingness to link their lot with us and the reasons thereof strike us as either prudish, psychobabble or downright demented. to list the top three:
1. we live in dobuy
2. we have carnivorous dietary habits
3. dk/cs
those who did approach us have been politely [we hope] told to buzz off as their descriptions of self and ideal mate are wild swings of fantasy and grevious injury to the language [text reproduced from a popular matrisite of which we are a paid member till today evening; italics ours]:
- want a person of similar tests [physicist, iit]
indeed – we are not so scholarly
- i am simple living high thinking
such a ghastly name
- i come from a close knit family
didn’t know ‘stitch in time saves nine’ referred to vasectomies…
- i want smart looking descent man. the 2 are mutually exclusive- this is sheer fantasy
- basically i’m loving. ah! and where were you all my life…?
- looking for a honest guy. have you tried your local incarceration facility?
we thought our profile of the ideal mate was not so complicated – worldy, similar age bracket, more head than face and ready for what george washington called ‘the foundation of happiness or misery’. and we offer what no other man can offer – ourselves! plus bed tea, sarcastic sense of humour and a largish girth [thereby giving more to like].
so what gives??
