One of the requisites for being a blogger here at Date Machine is to have an active personals profile. This initially elicited a bit of consternation from my girlfriend.
‘I don’t understand… If you’re dating someone, why do you have to have a profile up?’
‘I dunno… it’s the rules. I follow the rules! I’m a good soldier..’
‘Sure that’s what they all said at Nuremberg…’
Eventually, after I changed my status to ‘attached’, and set my preferences to ‘looking for a man or woman for a friend’, she eased off. Then one day she approaches me with a grave expression on her face. Automatically, I knew I was in for some sort of drama. I hate the ‘grave expression’.
‘Do you talk to women on Hooksexup?’
My mind raced… had I talked to anyone? Shit… I realized that in fact there were a couple of chicks that wrote to me, in which I had politely ( yet very briefly ) responded to.
‘Nooo! What are you talking about? Like who? Who would I talk to?’
‘So you’re saying you’ve never talked to anyone on Hooksexup recently’
I knew in order for her to have found out about these completely banal and harmless non-conversations, she would have had to have gone into my account and snooped around. She’s looked through my stuff before, so this wasn’t much of a surprise to me, and to tell the truth at this point I don’t even care when she does it anymore…
‘Ohh… Did you say TALK to?... Well I do believe there were a couple I just responded to briefly…’
‘Why are you talking to women on Hooksexup??’
‘I’m not TALKING to women on Hooksexup… did you want me to be rude?? I just responded!... They could have been fans of the blog!!!’
‘I don’t get it… what do you get out of it? Why are you talking to strange women?’
‘Listen, as a blogger, I’m REQUIRED to have an active profile, if someone writes me do you want me to just not respond? I mean, it’s not like I’M writing anyone… It’s not like I’m flirting with them, or giving them any indication that I’m interested…Jesus.. it says ATTACHED on my profile. What else do you want?’
‘I know I wouldn’t respond if it were me. How would you like it if I were talking to strange men on Hooksexup. I’m putting my profile back up.. no biggie right? If all I’m having is simple conversation’
‘That’s completely different.. I HAVE to have my profile up’
I could tell this discussion was going to be an all-nighter…
‘What about the Hotlisting?’
Shit… now my mind was racing. Had I hotlisted anyone??
‘Hotlist? Who did I hotlist?’
‘You have like 15 people you hotlisted!! Some since we’ve been going out!!!’
‘Oh HOTLIST..uh… well, they probably were people that commented on the blog-a-log that I was just checking out’
‘Bullshit… they’re all HOT women!!’
‘So… I’m to blame that my readers are hot??’
‘You’re a liar!!... Even if they were readers, why do you need to hotlist them?’
‘What’s the big deal anyway? It’s not like I WROTE to anyone!’
‘Yeah, but you HOTLISTED them...’
‘..and?’
‘When you hotlist someone, they see it, and that’s a way of getting them to write to you!!... it’s an INVITATION!!’
I actually had never even realized that. Shit… I should’ve used that trick when I was actually using the fucking thing!
‘You mean it’s like a technique? That’s devious… You have a devious mind!!’
‘You were trawling for responses!’
‘Yeah well… I didn’t get any anyway, so what’s the diff??’
‘Why are you hotlisting strange women?’
‘Like I said, either I knew them, or they were commenters… Ok.. and even if there were a couple that I just hotlisted for the hell of it, what’s the big deal? I was just bored probably. I mean, I didn’t WRITE to them!...’
‘You were just bored? So you’re bored, and you’re looking at other women?’
‘God… it’s meaningless. It’s just pointing and clicking, mindless, emotionless, pointing and clicking!!’
It went on and on like that for the rest of the night, and into the next day. Eventually, I managed to quell her fears by telling her that I just wouldn’t respond back to anyone that wrote to me, and that I wouldn’t hotlist anyone anymore.
Of course recently, it’s been floated here at Date Machine, that we’re going start up a new feature where we bloggers spotlight the ‘personal of the day’. Now, in order to use their profile, we would have to get their permission, which means we’d have to write to them! When I heard about this, I immediately let my girlfriend know about it.
Smiling, she said….‘So you beat the system huh?’
‘Hey… I follow orders… I’m a good soldier.’
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