pompeii
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Women may get a lot more mail, but they also get a lot more of the bs. Not everyone who emails is someone you want emailing you! There are blessings to not getting email! lol
I agree totally that women receive an order of magnitude more email on sites like this ... so it would seem to be vastly easier for them to "meet" a compatible partner ... but, as you noted, there's a dark side to the easy access to the male hordes too. It's a bit like going to traffic school after work. You unwittingly move from your normal sane college-educated graduate-degree environment to the gotta-shake-your-head free-for-all traffic-school everyone-is-invited world of idiots (one is born every minute)... which makes you stop and think ... geeezus .... if you just add up the IQs of everyone in that traffic school, then, graciously multiply by the number of people in the room, the final sum still wouldn't even equal together the IQ of just one person in your other (i.e., real) world.
In essence, while we men may decry the dearth of lovely lasses knocking on our door, I sometimes pity what women have to go through just to find a quality compatriat. It seems that women, by necessity, often must weed out the plethora of obnoxious form-letter illiterati, while we men are blissfully blessed with a single generally well-contrived email a month to contend with. Lucky us, I guess! :)
I'd wager women don't even open a good percentage of the mail that comes their way, just as they don't return the catcalls from the construction crew as they walk by during their lunch hour. In contrast, we men could (and generally do) select that one contact a month to choose to correspond with, which is all well and good.
Should we take the initiative and contact others whom we've researched after reading the profile, interests, checked the forum posts, etc., even after all that, we may unhappily realize that our well-worded missive is inevitably mixed up within the garbled weeds of the aforementioned male chatizens aplenty, where nary our subject line is perused by its intended recipient.
The good news, in all of that, is we can all move at our own pace here in the message boards, as we men are blissfully undisturbed by you women ... ... ... oh oh ... I went off on a tangent again ... didn't I? Did I? Drat. ... It's the ADD kicking in again .... or the Aspergers ... or whatever ... (works well in a BDSM session 'cuz no two are ever alike! :) ...
Back to the original poster's question ... if you're a guy ... then my advice is similar to that already proposed.
STEP 1: Expect to be left alone 99% of the time here. Actually, expect to be ignored 98% of the time. It just is what it is.
STEP 2: Be patient (you really don't have any other choice, now do ya?). You're not gonna meet the woman of your dreams just because you posted a profile with a pretty picture on it. It doesn't matter what you post on your profile. You're still gonna mostly be ignored. Face it. Learn to enjoy the peace.
STEP 3: As prior suggested, get out to a local dinner munch. That is a good start since the whole premise of the munch is to interact with other like minded folks, most of whom are men, by the way, as most munches are 80% men, but, hey, notice your percentages just went up by an order of magnitude between step 1 and step 3! Hell, in the olden days, before munches bored me to tears, I'd visit the large Denny's San Jose Munch on Mondays, then the comfortable outdoor sidewalk Palo Alto Munch on Wednesdays, and then top it off with the Southern Cross Munch early on Friday afternoons. Just realize, most women there are taken, and you're there just to make friends (so, guess what, you're back to 1/10 percentage again). Get used to it.
STEP 4: Instead of searching profiles for 20-year old submissive ladies who want you to flog them as they obediently suck your cock, ignore the profiles. Yup. My suggestion is to ignore the profiles at first. Why? Well, the exact same yet reverse problem we've been discussing exists for you. Most profiles are garbage. Many aren't even what they appear to be. (I'm shocked! Shocked you say!). Yup. And, even if the profile is real, you hit the problem we discussed where your email is lost among the weeds of a thousand "wanna fuck" emails mixed up with yours. The only way you can get "noticed" is to spam the hell out of a thousand of these profiles, just to get one good bite. Do you really wanna do that?
STEP 5: Given the stark reality in step 5 above, my suggestion for you to meet people is to read and post (like you did) to the message boards. Then, take notice of those who actually write something back that is of interest to you. Something that tells you there's mental meat between the soft slices of white bread in their personality. Do some research on their posts. Don't read 'em all, but at least read a dozen or so. You don't have to read the entire thread they posted to, just their post. It gives you their mental flavor.
STEP 6. Oh, and you thought you were done. Nope. Step 6 is, once you've decided you'd like a taste of that mental flavor, step 6 is to read their profile. What a concept. Read the whole thing. It's like a test in high school where the teach says read the instructions where the last line of the instructions says "if you get this far, you get an automatic B" which elevates you on the upper right side of the bell curve. Also get used to the last line of the profile which says "NO MEN". Yeah, makes you wonder what it was like in the deep south before civil rights were invented where you were prohibited no matter what you had to say.
STEP 7: (I only intended initially on three steps!) Step 7 is to craft an intelligent reply to your selected profile. It might take you all of ten minutes, as nobody is expecting Shakespeare. Send a pic if you don't have a thoughtful one on your profile. Mention topics you know she's interested in based on your posting research. Don't mention all that you know because she'll get suspicious (you don't know how many "Do I know you" responses I've gotten, nor the occasional "how do you know all that ... are you stalking me?" paranoia. I'm not joking. You'll get that if you're lucky. Why if you're lucky? Well, consider what we said prior. Your well crafted missive isn't likely to even be seen, nor read, by your intended recipient, mainly due to the hordes just out of traffic school who are banging on her doorstep.
STEP 8: So, do what most of the men do here (actually, I don't know if it's most? some? all?). Go ahead. Give up. Write that damn form letter. "Hi, I'm Pomp. I am a great guy. You are a great gal. That should be enough for you. Wanna fuck?". Since it's a form letter, you can spend a lot more time on it, hell, you can afford it 'cuz you're gonna leverage the hell outta' it. Put that form letter in your clipboard. Copy it. Then, go search the profiles (yup., the exact thing I told y' not to do). Go search em'. Have a blast. Hell, put the criteria that she has to be blonde, between 20 and 21, and the most willingly devoted personal sub slave on the planet. Yup. Make that your selection criteria. Guess what? You'll find dozens to hundreds of willing women. Yup. You will. (Depending on your search criteria, that is).
STEP 9. Aha. The penultimate step! Now is where the anticipatory fun begins. Open up in your browser a dozen or two dozen of your carefully selected recipients. Maybe three dozen or even three score (to win at this game against the hordes takes what women want. You have to stand out among the weedy hordes. Whether you're taller, stronger, smarter, more persistant, longer-lasting, bigger cock, best tattoos, most expensive toys, I don't know what it is that is your claim to fame but women LOOK for that. Go ahead. Send 'em a pic of you standing naked, your huge cock in your hand, next to that big boat that you rented for a day. Hell, they don't know that. They'll think you own the damn thing. Or the sexy red corvette you saw all alone parked crooked in the parking lot. Put your hand on the hood as if you own it (look around for the big guy with the glaring eyes first!). OK, go for it. OK, ready? "red, seventeen, hutt, hutt, hutt!" spam! Yup. Spam spam spam. Spam like there's no tomorrow. Up your limits, to 120 pounds, five foot 5, add a few years, up to 30 maybe, and spam spam spam. Go baby. Hey, it only takes a second or two per profile, you realize. Spam spam spam. What the hell. She can now be five foot 9 but no taller (always take into account your weakness and don't pick women who'll notice). C'mon, up the weight limit. Get to sumo size! Age too. Hell, if you're really horny, play with the gender button. Whatever will get you results for the final goal of meeting someone in sites like this.
STEP 10. Wait. Yup. Just wait. You'll get, hmmm... lemme see ... you'll now get about five responses in total. OK. four are from spammers themselves "Hi, I'm Britney ... here's my pic... I'm new at this ... will you fuck me? Send an email and five dollars to [email protected]". Wait. You did the math. Hell, there's one good response there. Woweee! You have a bite. Go for it. Write back and you've met your mate.
Whew!
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