But then, you start realizing, wait a minute, no ones responding back to you.But the new matches keep coming in, 7 a day, and you keep sending over your stage one questions, and you keep waiting for them to respond.So you send over your questions for stage 1 of 4 and then you have to wait for them to respond. But it’s fine, you don’t really care that this person hasn’t responded in a day or two because each day you get a new batch of matches hand picked by these computer gods as people that match you on 29 levels of compatibility.
That’s always kind of awkward when you’re supposed to be “working”. You’re going to continue reading without telling any of your hot female co-workers? I had some other titles in work for this blog, but they just didn’t capture the essence of what I was trying to say. A “computer” matches you up based on “29 levels of compatibility”, which I’m fine with. Because you’re thinking, wow some super computer down at Eharmony headquarters is crunching vectors and differential equations just to find my perfect mate, and everyday you log in and see new matches, that you think are hand picked from the computer gods above. I mean, I feel bad if you’re at work right now reading this, and the biggest letters on your screen involve the words FUCK YOU. So after you completed their riddles and questions, you then can start receiving “matches”, hurray! Two dates where I was probably settling, compromising and giving in, just to go on dates. Not at all, they were perfectly normal, fine people, just not the match for me. It’s literally a 40 minute survey asking you the same question 37 different ways.The secrets, the hiding, the lying, the denial, the stolen moments, becoming someone whose behavior does not match one’s self-image or presumed values… And yet I find myself “sweating the small stuff.” For instance, leaving her at night knowing she will be in his bed. He is still not living in their home and they are having an ongoing discussion about the end of their marriage. And it is tough to find one’s self in a position of cognitive dissonance and self-recrimination. in general, the cognitive dissonance an affair requires. Knowing the distance between her shower and her clothes/closet and that there is no privacy. Despite some of the vitriolic (and inane) comments, she is trying to be respectful about the way she ends the marriage. The only way to handle it with dignity is to try to treat everyone involved with respect and honesty.