Match.com consistently ranks as one of the largest dating sites in the world, at least according to Hitwise and other statistic-gathering websites. What that means for you is more potential dates in your area just waiting to meet you.
Or someone.
Match.com also claims that over 250,000 people a year find a partner through its site. Which means that if you’re going to try a dating site, Match is definitely worth looking into—especially if you’re new to the online dating game.
Now, for my personal opinion:
Match is an OK site.
However, I’ve also discovered that many of the guys on Match also have profiles up on other dating sites. Plus, Match kind of makes me feel as though I’m sitting at a busy singles bar instead of at home on my couch. “Hit me again, Sam!”
I will now share with you my real-life experience dating a guy met on Match. I nicknamed him ‘Zimmer’ and we met circa 2010. He was bald and round, much like that guy from the show Bizarre Foods, Andrew Zimmern. You know that guy who will eat all sorts of weird shit like balls, brains, bugs, etc. Now, I do like a guy with a little meat on him and after a few dates Zimmer and I sealed the deal back at his apartment. It was the first time we slept together and wouldn’t be the last. Zimmer was a really nice guy and treated me with respect. Unlike most of the creeps I was used to dating, Zimmer seemed like a great catch!
We dated for a couple of months and I started sleeping over his place—awesome, right? He had a great music collection but I quickly realized that Zimmer was his own one-man band! What do I mean? Well, whenever the lights went down and we went to bed Zimmer would release a constant stream of flatulence! I was kept awake most of the night praying the tooting would stop, but it didn’t. I know we are human and it’s natural to pass gas, but what was passing through him was something otherworldly. Maybe it was from all the food he ate? One morning I contemplated slipping some Gas-X into his morning coffee but then I looked over and realized he was also really, really hairy. I had a flashback of my ex-husband and I just couldn’t be with another very hairy man again. Especially one that has a built-in trombone. I need my beauty sleep and I wasn’t going to get it dating Zimmer.
I told him that I really enjoyed our time together (it was the truth) but felt the chemistry between us just wasn’t there. We called it quits. It was a peaceful ending and I was finally able to get back my eight hours of sleep.
Perhaps Match.com will get it right the next time…
