Hey, no wishing death on a poster!
I meant the vomit; not the death!
Well, hell, if I thought that I woulda popped some out. But that was so not gonna happen…yeesh.
Well, that’s a relief! I certainly don’t want to use up all your hatred, given your attachment to it and all. Glad I could make a contribution!
Hey hey! Let’s get this back to Stoid vs. Jodi, all right?
'Cause that was kinda hot.
John Mace, I told you this was like the Jan/Marcia thing; however, I did like the thread comparison you made, but I somehow missed when I looked yesterday.
Ah, now I understand more.
Still, if you were looking for empathy, then you take your chances in the Pit and itto bitch that you didn’t get the response you wanted seems like you need to review cliches about wrestlings with pigs.
For better or for worse, I’ve never had the real experience with on-line dating, just limited to answering a few classified ads on a free paper in Tokyo. Like others, I just had a generic letter with a custom sentence thown in, “Oh, you like skiing, I’m from Utah, we’ve got great snow” or something, since investing a huge amount of time and evergy to get back a stupid reply “send ur pic,” seemed pointless. I met a few women who were pretty cool, and dated a few.
My American friend over here paid for ads in the same paper (which got him a lager sized font and in the front) and, like Blinking tried out various ad to see what kind of hit ratios he would get. He’d try a “looking to get married” or “well to do and wants to play” etc., and for all of them, deleting dumb responses “send ur pic” took the most time.
For chrissake, it’s mass mailing, and if you can get a 1 or 2% success rate you’re doing well. People talk about the volume of junk mail that they get, but it really only takes a few seconds to delete it all.
I’m in sales. I stand at trade show booths and invite people to look in; 95% of the people don’t. Most don’t need what we’ve got and a vast majority of people don’t acknowledge me, but we do get people in who become our customers. You just can’t let the 95% get to you emotionally or you go nuts.
This sounds intriguing. I was previously unaware of the connection between beer yeast styles and printing. 
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I didn’t bitch that i didn’t get the response that I wanted, i stated that I did and merely pondered the rest.
LOL I like long walks on the beach and fine dining. have sex w/ me plz
…basically I agreed with you, with some nitpicks.
Anything that can reduce the number of responses from bozos like this is a Good Thing.
I grokked this one right away. Maybe I missed it somewhere in the third or fourth page, but there seemed to be a lack of recognition that people have all sorts of different levels of ability to keep themselves occupied and amused with interesting stuff. Some people spend a lot of time being bored, and filling the hole with the TV or whatever else they can find to make the minutes pass. Most Dopers, I’d expect, are near the opposite extreme: there aren’t enough free hours in life to do all the things we’d like to do.
Which segues into my comment on point #1 of the OP: anyone who’s bored enough with their lives to say so in a response to a personal ad should be Somebody Else’s Problem, AFAIAC.
I disagree here. I’m sure it’s overused, but back in the 1980s when I made my brief (and mildly successful) forays into the personal ads, my woman friends would have kicked my ass if I’d omitted mention of my sense of humor from my ads. Of course, it helped that I could say I had an off-the-wall, Marx/Python sort of sense of humor. That gets a bit more particular and descriptive. Kinda like saying “I have hair” v. “I have very curly brown hair.”
It’s been awhile since I read the personals, but my recollection is that this was a shorthand for “I want to get to the sex part pretty early in the game.” Maybe that’s changed.
Yeppers. This was already an overused cliche 20 years ago.
Some people genuinely like going to tablecloth-and-cloth-napkin kinds of restaurants. If that’s where you go when you eat out, then nothing wrong with saying so. Just don’t say it as a bullshit line - the sort of “we’ll have lots of fine dining while I’m trying to impress you, but it’ll tail off when we’re a solid item, because I’m not really into it that much” thing.
Couldn’t agree more.
Now now, every shimmering beautifully perfect pearl began as a small irritant nestled snugly in a slippery salty cleft.
This is rude. I have every right to project my arrogance here.
:smack: The free ads were pale ale fonts, his was a lager and for even more money you could get a personal ad with a stout font, but only if you are a real man.
Really? I had no idea. I think the modern equivalent is NSA (No Strings Attached), and not everyone’s been let on the alternate meaning of ‘fun.’
That’s from a Craigslist posting titled Oh Yeah, About These Personal Ads, WTF? Not particularly clever, but from a frustrated man’s perspective, so it’s interesting to compare. Especially this…
Of course, one can’t be sure how many of the ads he’s complaining about are spam.
BTW Stoid, your OP could probably do some good on Craigslist.
Heh. (Not arguing with you for once, Cat Fight.) I once fell foul of some mixed messages here, a tad over a quarter of a century ago when the personals were all in Latin. The girl who placed the ad did not intend “No Strings” to be code for “Why don’t we hop into bed on three hours’ acquaintance and see how we get on?”, but I didn’t know this and didn’t find out until after a couple or three months and some angsty letters that we had gone much, much further than she’d intended on a first date. :smack:
I suspect that 22-year-old Bethany sees no need to advertise anything beyond the fact of being female and 22 to generate all the interest that she can handle, though I substantially agree with the rant.
I’ve been staying out of this party, but I think I’ll join in on this point. When I was on one of those sites a few years back, that line showed up in too many profiles. The only line I recall as more common was variations on “I’m comfortable in jeans but I look good in a tux / fancy gown.”
Should I ever go back on those sites, I think I’ll include this tidbit:
“If your idea of an enjoyable walk on the beach does NOT involve a rubber body suit, a tight harness, and going off the deep end, please look somewhere else. If it DOES - let’s go diving! Air or Nitrox?”
You buying my ticket?
But why would you? Let Stoid fantasize that it all revolves around her and that you’re just living every day to die hating her. Don’t let on that she’s just an asshole on the freeway of life with her finger through the sunroof left wondering how come she doesn’t get the quality of men she thinks she deserves.
I hate to be the one to break it to you, lobstermobster, but nobody is ever going to read your posts and ever instantly visualize ‘Judith’ from ‘2 1/2 Men’.
Try not to be too crushed.
But of course…if you’re histerically funny, willing to “entertain me,” promise great sex (I don’t), enjoy being a couch potato more than walking on the beach (I’m w/Stoid about sand getting into all the wrong places) and fine dining at Taco Bell, BK and KFC.
Back to you.