Senior People Meet Still Sucks. And Our Time is the Same Shit.

If the definition of insanity is doing the same thing, over and over, and expecting different results, then I’m outta my mind. Yes, I decided to reactivate my account on SeniorPeopleMeet, which is also being marketed as OurTime (which is beyond misleading…BEYOND). It is still a sordid cesspool of illiterates, cretins and men who apparently haven’t been on a date in decades.

culturestyle52

I would say that this photo of “CultureStyle” says it all. But then there was this genius:

He Said:
Subject: WHATS THE DEFIN
WHATS THE DEFINITION OF #34.
IM STUMPED ON THAT ONE..
ALSO
WHATS A LITTLE LUDDITE MEAN?
MITCH:)

You Said:
Subject: Re: WHATS THE DEFIN
The fact that you need to ask sort of points out how incompatible we would be.
Thank you for your interest, though, and best of luck in your search!
Abby

He Said:
Subject: Re: WHATS THE DEFIN
IM WRONG FOE ASKING
I JUST DONT KNOW.
YOU CANT TELL ME?
NO QUESTION IS STUPID WHEN ONE DOES NOT KNOW THE ANSWER.
HOW MANY PEOPLE KNOW THAT?
I DONT SO I ASKED?
DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG?
AND ABOUT US BE COMPATIBLE,,,LOL
YOU MUST BE KIDDING

 You Said:
Subject: Re: WHATS THE DEFIN
Let’s start with YOU ARE USING ALL CAPS! THAT IS THE EQUIVALENT OF SHOUTING!
I’m NOT INTERESTED.
If you want to know the meaning of a word, use the INTERNET AND LOOK IT UP!
Move along.
He Said:
Subject: Re: WHATS THE DEFIN
SHOUTING
ABBY
YOUR A DOUCHEBAG..PERIOD
GET LOST YOU JERK..
Oh, I’ll get lost, all right. This one’s for you, Wendy. I’m SORRY if I want to date men who can SPELL. Who know how to use a FUCKING APOSTROPHE! I am obviously WAY too PICKY and I am DOOMED to be SINGLE FOREVER! Seriously, how is it that so many men can be this socially inept?
To balance things out, I will say that I had an OKCupid date Sunday that was very pleasant. We got coffee and strolled through the flea market, each of us buying a few things and conversing while we perused. There wasn’t much chemistry or even a whole lot of “friendship” type connection but it wasn’t awful. He didn’t do anything to make fun of, complain about or be appalled by. This is to support my “I’m capable of being a human being” argument; if it doesn’t lead to true love, or even another date, that’s not necessarily a bad thing. If falling in love were easy, there wouldn’t be online dating sites. Everyone would just wind up with their best friend’s partner’s best friend and that would be that!
But since that isn’t how it works, I soldier on, battling the bumblers and fumblers, the ALL CAPS USERS, the distant and dimwitted, the lost and the losers. I know there’s a man out there somewhere who will be the yin to my yang, who’ll “get me” and who I’ll get right back. And he might even be on OKCupid. But I’m pretty damn sure he isn’t on SeniorPeopleMeet. Or OurTime, which is the same damn site with slightly less embarrassing graphics.
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17 responses to “Senior People Meet Still Sucks. And Our Time is the Same Shit.

  1. dearest abby, you happily (finally) made me laugh. i too find CAP HAPPY dolts anathema. indeed you were polite in giving the luddite (and whatever else he is) the brush-off; i don’t think you were even a smidge….hasty.

    as for your sunday evening encounter that went…..nowhere, it happens (often enough); we all know this.

    there is indeed a yang out there to your yin, but i have to believe you know it’s not the service (cupid, match, senior, ourtime, etc.), it’s the lads or whatever education or grammatical carelessness they’ve come to adopt.

    as a sidebar, i cringe at pop-culture shorthands for texts and tweets (“R,” “U,” etc.) but this is routine for the shifting cultural (verbal, communication) landscape that moves [too] swiftly for those less adroit, or stuck glacially in the past.

    i plead guilty to the latter.

  2. the picture. the ALL CAPS. hoooooboy.
    clearly, he types with his fists.

  3. You know the general rule. The web is great for downloading books and movies, but not people. Go to the monthly meetings of the Junto Society of New York City ( http://www.nycjunto.com/about.htm ) and you will find yourself surrounded by over a hundred straight (I am assuming) men with high I.Q.s, lots of money but few women about to draw their attention (three reasons you won’t see me there). If this group is too deep into Ayn Rand for you to stomach, go to just about any other meeting keyed towards science, economics, or politics and again find your gender vastly outnumbered by intelligent men, most of whom seem to have plenty of money and no woman in their lives. Or you could just kvetch away.

    Speaking of which, would that there were places men could go to that presented corresponding possibilities (yoga classes do not count). Alas, there aren’t any.

    • Okay, so you are recommending that I go to a meeting of people I know nothing about (the meeting, not the people) that mostly skews toward Ayn Rand fans because the ratio of men to women is higher? I know it looks like I enjoy kvetching but that sounds like a stretch to me…

    • gregor, are you daft? more amusing than abby’s follies with cupid’s awry arrows is your take on abby’s likes. “science?”, “economics?”, “politics?”….and ayn rand?

      are you not paying attention? the girl has a sierra nevada in one hand and an olympia in the other. (it’s a metaphor, abby.)

      our intrepid blogger has suggested to any number of “first responders” (sorry, i couldn’t resist) that they “don’t know her” even though she bares herself (perhaps unwittingly) through very revealing compositions. i can’t imagine any girl–with the possible exception of condoleza rice–finding the boy of her dreams at a lecture on “supply-side economics,” unless there’s a folo-up [small group discussion] on john maynard keynes’ proclivity for strap-ons.

      • Man, I don’t even know what you guys are talking about. All of a sudden things got a little deeper than I’d intended. But feel free to read way more into who I am!

  4. Yes, I am suggesting that rather than trying to find a new love by meeting men online, Abby stretch herself and go to meetings of the Junto or some other group concerned with politics or science or economics, where she is unlikely to find anyone who is interested in costumes but very much likely to meet men who are bright and often prosperous and worldly in the classical sense. In the real world, that’s how it is done. I am not saying that Abby will find her next love there, but the numbers will be on her side and whatever her complaints about these groups, she will not be able to use their intellectual shortcomings as fodder for her blog.

  5. I never go to those meetings because they are a total sausage fest. Besides, why do you need an escort to go? None of the men in attendance show up with escorts. JUST GO.

    • Okay, I am always willing to entertain even the most ridiculous ideas but…
      I have never heard of these events and know nothing about them. Yes, of course, I can Google them or read their web site. However that doesn’t always result in a realistic picture of what happens. You, Gregor, appear to have attended these events and have, subsequently, recommended them to me, based solely on the fact that they are “sausage fests” and that said sausages are all, presumably, intelligent.
      Aside from the fact that these events hold no appeal for me, your unwillingness to accompany me is kind of a drag. Sure, I could “JUST GO” by myself but you are my “gateway” and it would be nice to have someone to talk to if none of the sausages are either of interest to or interested in me. Or if all those men are too shy to approach me. Or I’m overwhelmed by it all and rendered speechless.
      There are probably a million places I could go in New York City where there would be more men than women. And perhaps a subset of those might be full of intelligent specimens. I guess those reasons alone aren’t motivating enough. Having a friend invite me along might be.
      I’ll tell you what, Gregor. If you’ll come accompany me to this Mensa-esque sausage fest, I’ll invite YOU to one of my girls’ nights out or some similarly estrogen-laden social events. Yes?

  6. OK, I will look into this, although I have not been to one of their meetings in six or seven years and don’t actually know anyone there. But to return to the broader topic, here is another place you can go to where you might meet lots of men and not have to deal with many women. And it involves horses, which I am to understand women are fond of (e.g., Bloomberg’s daughters). Aqueduct. As in the racetrack. Lots of men, few women.

  7. I, for one, would like to know if you two have been to the Ayn Rand sausage fest.

  8. OK, we have heard from the bitches. Lets have the rest of the story. I was married for 40 years. Good job, Lots of education. I know I made some mistakes too but the marriage ended because she wanted something different once we had the kids through college, married. Just wanted to spend time and entire weekends with friends, half of which are divorced. She found something more fun than me so through me away. Any way I tried OurTime. Learned a lot. A few extra pounds means grossly fat. Post a picture that is 10 to 15 years old so I can’t even recognize the person when I see them. Lie about everything. Post that you want the world because I deserve it. I want attractive, financially secure, travel the world. Then when we meet be rude, obnoxious, talk only about how you hate your divorce husband and will never forgive him, just totally degrade men and leave me with the check. Well I tried. I got out of it. All I can say is fuck you bitches. I really did not know the world was so fucked up. Me and my travels, my books, my cat, my hundreds of exotic plants I collect, multiple hobbies, volunteer work keeps me busy. I don’t need some bitch to fuck it all up again. Being alone gets old but beats OurTime. They suck big time.

  9. I agree and most OT’s smoke…only losers shop for a partner online…sorry just sayen

    • Well I’m happy for you that you’re able to meet enough new people offline. Even knowing a few thousand folks I have yet to find one I feel romantic about. So, yeah, an unpleasant option, for sure, but still an option…one that literally thousands of “losers” are using.

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