To Be Continued...continues...
In the previous post I merely blew the dust off of the
book jacket which cloaks that timeless rite of passage...rejection. Here was I about to poke some fun with the newer and efficient (and certainly more successful...) way to meet people, that daunting quest we as mortals choose to seek and attain companionship,
when a moment of clarity took the meaty side of reality
and rested it against my head as one might rest the busy end
of a mallet upon the lever which sends the steel ball
up the tube to ding the bell when one wishes to win a prize at the fair.
If you were to enter any sort of establishment
which provides the opportunity for fraternizing with potential suitors, be it a library, nightclub, bowling alley, pub or what have you, your chance of meeting somebody you might like greatly improves
with the number of people within that enviroment, yeah? I'm aware that I'm not on the brink of a revolutionary new concept here but bear with me...
So, to come across hundreds of people that state
they have grown weary of these establishments makes me think
that maybe this new avenue may not be so bad after all.
But then I began to mull over why people (myself included) had grown tired of the bar scene in the first place. A continual source of disappointment obviously, but exactly how is the question.
No one was ever quite up to par?
Horny hopefuls searching for a bit of the "'ol' in-out with the Ludwig Van playing" tended to drive you starkers, did it? Perfectly understandable, I assure you. Hence the appeal of online dating right?
No more of dealing with the drunken shitheads,
floozies, uptight bitches, date rapists,
snobby princesses, losers, fat chicks, greasy slime-balls...
it's endless really.
But then there is the whole "you seem like a nice person but..." aspect as well
and that's the kicker.
Let's say you're the sensitive type ( this is definitely a gender neutral situation) and you have had enough of feeling
publicly humilated by being turned down time and time again
when all your trying to do is have a conversation
because you're lonely or bored or whatever.
It's called stimulus...remember?
That thing that is just as vital for
human survival as oxygen and nourishment are?
So, you figure, go online and take a stab, rather than try your luck with the same two or three hundred people, you can play around with MILLIONS...the chance of success just went up a point or two now, didn't it?
But the same thing happens to you again...
what's the reason this time??
Or there are too many to choose from now,
which is the right one?
You still have to initiate contact, only now it's easier to to do from the comfort of your home than in a bar right?
only now there is no one around to say
"forget him, he's an asshole anyway...let's get a cab"
or
"you don't want to deal with a bitch like that anyway...let's get a beer".
No pat on the back
or
quick rub of the arm...
Just you...
Zoiks Scoob...things sure got creepy around here, didn't they?
book jacket which cloaks that timeless rite of passage...rejection. Here was I about to poke some fun with the newer and efficient (and certainly more successful...) way to meet people, that daunting quest we as mortals choose to seek and attain companionship,
when a moment of clarity took the meaty side of reality
and rested it against my head as one might rest the busy end
of a mallet upon the lever which sends the steel ball
up the tube to ding the bell when one wishes to win a prize at the fair.
If you were to enter any sort of establishment
which provides the opportunity for fraternizing with potential suitors, be it a library, nightclub, bowling alley, pub or what have you, your chance of meeting somebody you might like greatly improves
with the number of people within that enviroment, yeah? I'm aware that I'm not on the brink of a revolutionary new concept here but bear with me...
So, to come across hundreds of people that state
they have grown weary of these establishments makes me think
that maybe this new avenue may not be so bad after all.
But then I began to mull over why people (myself included) had grown tired of the bar scene in the first place. A continual source of disappointment obviously, but exactly how is the question.
No one was ever quite up to par?
Horny hopefuls searching for a bit of the "'ol' in-out with the Ludwig Van playing" tended to drive you starkers, did it? Perfectly understandable, I assure you. Hence the appeal of online dating right?
No more of dealing with the drunken shitheads,
floozies, uptight bitches, date rapists,
snobby princesses, losers, fat chicks, greasy slime-balls...
it's endless really.
But then there is the whole "you seem like a nice person but..." aspect as well
and that's the kicker.
Let's say you're the sensitive type ( this is definitely a gender neutral situation) and you have had enough of feeling
publicly humilated by being turned down time and time again
when all your trying to do is have a conversation
because you're lonely or bored or whatever.
It's called stimulus...remember?
That thing that is just as vital for
human survival as oxygen and nourishment are?
So, you figure, go online and take a stab, rather than try your luck with the same two or three hundred people, you can play around with MILLIONS...the chance of success just went up a point or two now, didn't it?
But the same thing happens to you again...
what's the reason this time??
Or there are too many to choose from now,
which is the right one?
You still have to initiate contact, only now it's easier to to do from the comfort of your home than in a bar right?
only now there is no one around to say
"forget him, he's an asshole anyway...let's get a cab"
or
"you don't want to deal with a bitch like that anyway...let's get a beer".
No pat on the back
or
quick rub of the arm...
Just you...
Zoiks Scoob...things sure got creepy around here, didn't they?
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