I got this email yesterday from a guy on Match:
Okay, let me help you out Mr. First of all, I appreciate the compliment, so thank you! Second of all, in your “looking for” section, you list 5’2-5’9, green eyes, blonde or red hair, a preference for the medical profession…none of which I can help you with…except MAYBE the red hair (and that’s only in certain lighting). You also have cats. Not only am I deathly allergic to cats, but I really, really, really don't like them. In fact, I dislike them to the point that I felt the need to put “dislike: cats” in my actual profile. You’re also 5’9. Nothing against the short men of the world, but you’re not for me if you’re under 6’1, as I have a life that requires me to wear shoes on a daily basis. You also have ‘some college’ listed under your education along with no occupation listed and whether you chose not to share your job online or you actually don’t have one to share, I’m lead to believe that you’re currently emailing me from the ‘Occupy Wall Street’ protest downtown, which also makes you a hypocrite for having a cell phone with email capabilities (which I’m sure Apple or Google produced) while being ‘against big business’. All of the above concludes to me that you’re also probably illiterate (and spoke your email into your phone), because if you read my profile, you wouldn’t have sent me an email in the first place. So to answer your question, “How do I get a girl like you to talk to me?”….you don’t.
Okay, that may have been harsh, but I’m getting kind of sick of people wasting my time.
Whew…it’s almost the weekend!
And Jessica Simpson is pregnant!?! Let's hope she makes a better mother then she does actress. And if she's not pregnant, she should never, EVER, stand like this again:
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