POWIP Piece of Work In Progress – Former Abode of Dan Collins

30Jul/103

Today on craigslist: the weirdest mixer ever

How dumb.  Lonely do-gooders sign up to do volunteer work and to try get some from the other volunteers.  I guess.  I don't really know what else to say.

From craigslist New York:

Help Someone, Meet Someone: We help good people meet good people while doing good things

At Singles for Service we believe that to build a successful relationship with someone you need to get to know the real them, and they need to get to know the real you. There is no better way to do that then by working with someone side by side to help the community. You don’t have to worry about what you’re going to wear, where you’re going to go, or who is going to pay. You can just be yourself. Our events create a positive atmosphere that brings out the best in people and helps to break the ice.

Kill Truck

KillTruck is a wife, mother, blogger and native midwesterner now living in Eastern Washington state. She writes about politics, pop culture, parenting, wifing and a few other subjects she has no authority to write about. She has macabre fascinations with prostitution and/or cannibalism. In her free time she enjoys eating and/or drinking her feelings, liveblogging Lifetime movies, thinking about Scott Brown and mocking things she doesn’t understand.

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  1. Not that weird. My daughter met the man she married through a similar group in the DC metro area. Simply another way, same as club, church, work…

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  2. Sounds like any of a thousand church groups to me. What’s the problem with it?

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  3. While it may sound like “any other church group” to some, it evokes many years spent in DC for me.

    As a single man in DC, it was often pointed out that men had the advantage of a 7 to 1 ration, single men to single women. And while that was all well and good when it came to a tryst, meaningful relationships were much tougher.

    I’m sure you’re wondering, “Why?”, and envisioning how, despite my golden wings, I must be akin to Quasimodo; you’d be wrong.

    I’m no Fabio, I assure you, but the problem was more one of ideology. Many of these single women were also zealous liberals, and demanded that their partners thinking be in lockstep with their own.

    So, to recap, as “fling material” I was Jim Dandy, even for a short dalliance. But this was pre-9/11 and many were equally uncomfortable with my active duty status, and what kind of judgements their friend’s impressions of them dating a “government kill-bot” might result in. And much, much worse, I was an eeeevvvollll Rethug!, who admired Ronald Reagan! (the horror!), and would not entertain the idea of changing allegiences for pulchritude; even though my opinion then, and now, is that differences of opinion are healthy for couples and always respected their points of view regardless of whether I agreed or not. Anyway, to make a long story short, relationships rarely lasted past the next election cycle, or grad school reunion they took me to.

    And this theme is not me recounting one bitter-sweet experience, but describing more than I care to speak about. I’m convinced this intolerance may be a DC thing, or confined to the “true-blue” cities.

    But, thank God, my lovely wife breaks the rule; she being a life-long Democrat, albeit more in the old school mold, here in the environs adjacent to New York City.

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