Oh, now this is more than even I can fathom! I am used to receiving the dating sites advertisements in my spam box through my email. But wait a minute. Do you know what LinkedIn is? Well what I thought it was and what it is may be two entirely different thing. Again I blame my naivete! See I thought it was a place where professional people could meet like minded people and maybe pick up a referral for a service they or I offer. I know my son has made great contacts through there and gotten his resume in the proper hands. So I carefully filled out my little profile and listed all the things I can do and just finished that update a couple days ago. Today I received a list of 4 groups I might want to join.
First one was for the Millionairs Club which I was pretty sure was out of my league, but hey, a girl can dream, can't she? I clicked on that sucker and was amazed to find it was one of those dating sites that usually ends up in the spam filter. I was just a little disappointed to find that cause I thought hob nobbing with millionaires might be kind of fun. So with a sad little sigh, I went to #2.
That was a dating service as well. Same with numbers 3 and 4. Give me a break here!
So the question here would be this; why does every place I go think that because I am single and domesticated, meaning I can cook and sew, that I am therefore looking for a mate? Or is the mere fact that I am a warm blooded being enough to qualify me as "eligible"? Is the fact that I am living alone a desperate plea for someone to save me from this solitary existence? Did I say that? If I wanted a man, trust me, there are plenty of them within reach.
Do I need to be constantly bombarded with pictures of the lonely fellow gazing in profile towards an empty window? Looking for love? No, not really. Sure I would like to have someone to shovel the walk when it snows, or run the tiller in the spring, or clean out the goose house and tank, and wash the car. Send me that ad and I will be all over that one.
I can see that one: "Very handsome and healthy single male looking for a short, fat woman in her waning years to pay bills for, do yard work for, general handyman duties to include cleaning the car and changing oil. I love to clean house, do laundry and entertain grandkids on occasion. Sucessful applicant must be intelligent, selfish, cook occasionally, and go to bed early every night and get up at 4 AM because it is the best part of the day and sunrise won't happen if she is not there to jerk it out of the ground. Age is not a factor as long as she is breathing, little over weight is preferable, bad breathe is a plus,and slovenliness is a necessity. I require no attention, no attaboys, and sex only when she deems it necessary."
Send me that one and my name is all over that dotted line! Not really, but it sounds good, doesn't it?
Just wanted to vent my fustrations a little bit. I am very happy with my life just like it is and I can send that stuff to the spam box all day long and set right here and enjoy my sunrise, sunset and the weeds sprouting all day long!
First one was for the Millionairs Club which I was pretty sure was out of my league, but hey, a girl can dream, can't she? I clicked on that sucker and was amazed to find it was one of those dating sites that usually ends up in the spam filter. I was just a little disappointed to find that cause I thought hob nobbing with millionaires might be kind of fun. So with a sad little sigh, I went to #2.
That was a dating service as well. Same with numbers 3 and 4. Give me a break here!
So the question here would be this; why does every place I go think that because I am single and domesticated, meaning I can cook and sew, that I am therefore looking for a mate? Or is the mere fact that I am a warm blooded being enough to qualify me as "eligible"? Is the fact that I am living alone a desperate plea for someone to save me from this solitary existence? Did I say that? If I wanted a man, trust me, there are plenty of them within reach.
Do I need to be constantly bombarded with pictures of the lonely fellow gazing in profile towards an empty window? Looking for love? No, not really. Sure I would like to have someone to shovel the walk when it snows, or run the tiller in the spring, or clean out the goose house and tank, and wash the car. Send me that ad and I will be all over that one.
I can see that one: "Very handsome and healthy single male looking for a short, fat woman in her waning years to pay bills for, do yard work for, general handyman duties to include cleaning the car and changing oil. I love to clean house, do laundry and entertain grandkids on occasion. Sucessful applicant must be intelligent, selfish, cook occasionally, and go to bed early every night and get up at 4 AM because it is the best part of the day and sunrise won't happen if she is not there to jerk it out of the ground. Age is not a factor as long as she is breathing, little over weight is preferable, bad breathe is a plus,and slovenliness is a necessity. I require no attention, no attaboys, and sex only when she deems it necessary."
Send me that one and my name is all over that dotted line! Not really, but it sounds good, doesn't it?
Just wanted to vent my fustrations a little bit. I am very happy with my life just like it is and I can send that stuff to the spam box all day long and set right here and enjoy my sunrise, sunset and the weeds sprouting all day long!
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