LOVE: THE DISPOSABLE DATING SCENE

Okay, you signed up to online dating sites. You thought it would be an efficient way to meet eligible men So, the site matches you up with men who are am supposedly compatible with. We read about each other, exchange Q&A, send some emails, yada yada yada, and then you arrange to meet for coffee or a drink or dinner. And then.........you met some very sweet, very nice men, and spent an enjoyable evening or two or three; and even though there is nothing WRONG with them, there's no...chemistry. No attraction, no particular desire to see them again. It's kind of like if you went to a PTA meeting and had a conversation with one of the other parents; pleasant conversation, but then you go your separate ways.

If you want to enlist in the Army, you have to pass the Physical. If you want to get a date with a woman, you also have to pass the Physical; the Physical Attraction Test. The woman gives this test. It takes place in a split second and the more attractive she is, the fewer the number of guys who pass the test. Most women will screen a guy in or out instantaneously at first sight, before he even opens his mouth.

Adding to this challenge is the fact that women in general are a lot choosier than men are. Why?. Any woman will always have a greater number of potential partners interested in dating her than she herself will be interested in dating. When you have the luxury of choosing, you choose what you prefer, and any gal who tells you that she doesn't have a particular physical type of man whom she prefers, is about as honest as a snake oil salesperson. All you have to do is compare photos of her last five boyfriends and you're guaranteed to find some interesting similarities.

Well I am not going to play this "Physical Attraction Test" because.  I believe it takes more than one date to see if there is any attraction. Dating in New York is brutal ...in a disposable dating culture. we meet people online or off, go out, make out or sleep together (maybe), and may never speak again. It’s on to the next person without acknowledgment of the conversation or the kiss or the sex, or the promises made of how what we would do in the future. Perhaps this is just the nature of dating, but I can’t help but believe that online dating, in the way it dramatically increases the possibilities for easily meeting someone new, makes us treat each other more disposably. This is my way to combat the disposable dating syndrome