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A female journalist/digital media strategist's wry accounts of how she used math, data analysis and spreadsheets to find the love of her life. Time was running out for 30-something Webb, who desperately needed to get married and begin a family. So she followed the advice of friends and family and tried online dating "to cast a very wide net" and locate "the ideal guy." Regrettably, her computer matches were less than inspiring. Some blatantly misrepresented themselves; others were bores, dorks, egotists, mooches, sex fiends or married men on the make. Webb eventually recognized that she was not getting better answers for two reasons: her own lack of specificity about what she wanted in a prospective spouse and the absence of a private system to help her determine which matches would make good dates. She developed a list of 72 desired characteristics, which she subsequently boiled down to 25, ranked and numerically weighted according to relevance. Webb afterward went to work revamping her online profile in order to get the most responses from the very best possible matches for her. To get the info she needed to do this, she created several profiles for fictional guys with the features she sought. All of the females who responded appeared superficial, but Webb also saw that they were among the most popular with the most appealing and successful guys. Afterward she had a flash of insight: Regardless of their real-world accomplishments, "these women were approachable and seemed simple to date." Equipped with this knowledge, the writer recreated her on-line image to promote herself as "the hot-girl-next-door" rather than a competitive, neurosis-afflicted workaholic. Finally, she got her man, "a storybook wedding" and the longed-for child. But some readers may wonder how the matters Webb "finds" about successful dating through her research could have eluded her in the first place. Nice, geeky enjoyment.
In this insightful, funny journey through internet dating, Webb, a compulsively organized journalist and digital strategist, strives to find the perfect man by placing herself in his shoes. After the ending of a relationship, Webb develops a 1,500-point ranking system for her perfect partner, but she can not seem to find him. In an elaborate masquerade, she creates a imitation JDate profile---as a guy---to discover what kind of woman seduces Mr. Right. Webb's guidance for dating both on and offline is insightful (and data-driven), and her descriptions of meddling family members, bad dates, and worse profiles are hilarious and familiar to anyone who's attempted dating online. Some narrative elements feel slightly misplaced and glossed over---her mother's sickness is a confusing storyline thread, and there are too many details about George Michael. While some of her best guidance is stashed in an appendix, her hints for creating and managing an online dating profile are trenchant. The narrative of her own experiment is funny, brutally honest, and inspirational even to the most hopeless dater. Agent: Suzanne Gluck and Erin Malone, William Morris Endeavor. (Jan. 31)
After yet another online dating calamity, Amy Webb was about to cancel her JDate membership when an epiphany hit: It wasn't that her standards were too high, as women are often told, but that she wasn't appraising the appropriate data in suitors' profiles. That nighttime Webb, an award winning journalist and digital-strategy pro, made a detailed, exhaustive listing of what she did and didn't desire in a mate. The result: seventy two requirements ranging from the anticipated (bright, amusing) to the super-special (likes chosen musicals: Chess, Les Misrables. Not Cats. Must not enjoy Cats!).
I deleted with no reply and/or blocked the egregious time-wasters. One of the fastest ways to get frustrated from online dating is participating with individuals who actually don't match the standards of what you're looking for. If a guy contacted me who appeared otherwise cute/clever/nice but said he was not looking for a serious relationship or wasn't kinky, I 'd send him a polite note back that I was flattered he wrote me but I did not believe we would work out. Guys who were merely egregiously not what I was searching for just got ignored. As an example,I am 27 and my profile expressly said that I was looking for men under age 35. I guess it's possible that some 39-year-old and I could have found everlasting love, but I needed to date someone close to my own personal age. That didn't stop more than a few guys in their late 30s, 40s and even 50s from contacting me. Why, I don't know. But I simply deleted or blocked them without apology. And no, I am not sorry.
I posted lots of other images of myself. I put lots of thought into composing my profile and it revealed. Nevertheless, my general consensus of the way the average guy uses an online dating site is he looks at graphics to see if he is brought to her and then scans the profile for red flags. As I stated before, online dating is sort of like shopping, so I made sure to sell myself as best I could. I've plenty of pics to reveal the entire scope of how cute and amazing I 'm --- the makeup-less pic as well as more glamorous photos.
I decided what wasn't significant to me.I was blessed, in a sense, that I 'd firsthand experience with people having extremely dense standards. Those who've followed the Ex-Mr. Jessica Saga know all about the letter he sent me after we broke up, in which he listed 10 reasons why he didn't want to be together anymore. Some of the reasons were absolutely reasonable. However, a few of them were just plain dumb, like how he wanted to date someone who enjoyed playing board games. Free Sex Dating in Shepard Alberta. Board games! Yes, board games. Do not even ask me to explain that one.So, anyway, when I began online dating, I 'd a those quite specific things that I cared about --- like dating a conventional guy --- and then tons of other items that was whatever." Consequently, I went on dates with men from all races, income levels, political opinions --- and board game players and non-board game players alike! I have seen too many profiles say I could never date a Republican!" and I believe that's such a shame. I dated a Republican I met online for a month and though we finally were not correct for each other for non-politics reasons, we had some really amazing conversations. It'd have been a pity not to date him just because he voted for Bush (twice).
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