Anonymity Sucks

A friend of mine, knowing I’m single, insisted that I join Badoo to test my luck in the dating market. I had a few very unpleasant experiences doing the online dating thing, and swore it off years ago. Though I am sure there are many success stories (at least the adverts say so), I’ve ended up with rather unpleasant people. Still, boredom won the day, and I set up an account.

One of the features I found was to rate a picture. Some pictures were obviously taken from other sites, and represent nothing of the person posting them. Some are of people of various levels of attractiveness. Fair enough. But you are given an option to rate them. It seems both cheap and cowardly to do that. If you meet someone, they may or may not be a perfect match for you. They may not be particularly beautiful. But to cast judgment on someone in that way… Something sick about it.

I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like, so I thought I’d see. I’m a moderately decent-looking chap, not foul, not a supermodel, but last I checked, I don’t go around breaking mirrors or anything, so I submitted a picture. I ended up rating a 4 for some a 6 for others, and 8 for one. Sure, I’m pleased to be an 8 to someone. But the fact that someone rated me a 4 bothered me a bit. I know full well it’s a matter of taste, but I can see why people can become disheartened when, day after day, you’re made to feel ugly.

It’s days like this where I wonder why I didn’t go to the monastery instead of enduring the rubbish of this life.