| The golden age of online dating is upon us. Online dating in the
last month reported a 195 percent increase in paid subscribers over
the same quarter last year. When I asked a friend, who met her last
boyfriend online, how many of her single friends had used or are currently
using online dating services, she replied, "Pretty much all of
them."
Taking a look at online dating or the personals that you see from
time to time, and you'll realize two things: One, online personals
have become a major source of meeting someone new, and two, it is
the main stream of a new dating system that has taken the place
of your regular "bar scene" theory. Don't be fooled by
the numerious sources of those ads that have been inventing fictional
singles with a crack team of models, stylists, marketers and professional
photographers, there appear to be a great many attractive people
online these days, shamelessly hamming it up in the hopes of meeting
that special anyone, when it is actually misleading you to beleive
that you have met someone whom is not anyone real at all.
Here at Dating Sites on the Web it is simple. Sign up, create your
profile and meet new people. You get the "real" pictures,
the real background; likes and dislikes, hobbies and professions,
and they are real down to earth people just trying to find a companion.
So how did everything change so quickly, and why have people begun
meeting people online?
For everyday that someone whom is single takes the chance and puts
themselves out there, is everyday that they meet someone who seems
to be the perfect match and they end up being nothing of what they
had imagened.
They get turned down because of a multitude of things that they
could have never thought about themselves until that one moment
of being turned down and the insecurity that sets in. They start
doubting themselves and thus creating the low self esteem syndrome.
The solution, online dating a perfectly acceptable means of meeting
new people. Why you ask? Easy, meeting someone online that has already
read everything about you, has already seen your picture and is
increasingly interested in chatting with you, is a person that you
already know is interetsed and there is no chance of being shot
down.
Demand creates supply. When you think for a minute about how inefficient
and circuitous the traditional delivery system for meeting potential
lovers is, it's not hard to see how we landed here. When your options
are limited to getting set up by your friends, going out to parties
or going to smoky bars in the hopes of getting drunk enough to knock
over someone with a pulse, it's clear why shopping for a mate online
has been embraced by mainstream America.
Imagine, if you will, trying to buy a food processor without a
Best Buy, or a Macy's. Imagine if you had to go to crowded parties
and other tedious functions and search the crowd for someone with
an old Cuisinart at home that they might be willing to sell you.
Furthermore, imagine if it were considered rude to bring up the
Cuisinart straight off the bat -- instead, you were expected to
ask people about themselves, maybe buy them a drink, and feign interest
in their rambling, self-involved banter, until finally, at the end
of the night, loosened up by a few drinks, you could say what had
been on your mind for hours:
"Um. I hope this doesn't sound too forward, but do you ...
process food?"
And despite all that effort, imagine that the person's face drops,
and he or she replies politely, but in a clipped, uncomfortable
tone, "No, I'm not really into that kind of thing," and
then exits the party without even asking for your number in case
he or she ever does get the urge to process.
This would be a light way of making what a typical night out on
the town with your friends would be like but the senario stands
as this, it may be mentally easier to except the fact that you have
been shot down via email than it would be to face the uncomfortable
feeling around a person face to face who has just shined you on
because they judged you by the way you look or the things you had
talked about on the spur of the moment....in a bar.
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