Vague and open-ended love letters that the online consulting company can distribute to many women.If they respond to “John,” I have to yet again become him and correspond with these women until the end goal is attained: a date.As I sit at my laptop 10+ hours a week pretending to be a middle-aged man on a dating site, my own dating life is circling the drain.
When we’re creating digital communities that inherently are neighborhoods with no people?
When we are paying writers to act as modern day Cyranos, crafting online dating profiles and messages for men who have no time to meet and get to know a woman, let alone make their own profiles?
I recently got a writing gig for an online dating consulting company in Austin, TX.
Based upon a list of survey answers, I have to write engaging, attractive and witty profiles and messages for well-to-do bachelors.
The one I wrote up tonight is for a 50-something engineer who enjoys Thai food, jogging and detective novels.
We’ll call him “John.” According to his answers, “John” spent more than five years living in Europe when he was part of the Air Force. In an attempt to make his profile more illustrative, I can’t say “I love to travel.” I have to describe how “John” loves getting lost on back roads, how he remembers the vertebrae of the Alps as he was skiing in Italy, the aromas of exotic foods at Indian markets he walked through.The process is kind of like that old quote, “Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” However, I also have to write love letters to women.As I sit here alone in my bedroom with my dog, I have a community of 1,077 Facebook “friends” and a combined total of some 700 Twitter and Instagram followers.I know because I can see their faces on my laptop and i Phone.I can read their thoughts, see pictures of their dinner and interact with them through likes, comments, emojis and tweets.We all exist as serif typography on a bright screen, and yet we are still alone, and if less lucky, lonely.