In women matters, I suffer from bad judgement. No, make that dangerous lack of acumen. Actually… it’s more like a hideous, consummate disregard for common sense.
I tend to hook up with deranged women. I’m not just being facetious here, either. Two of my ex girlfriends have done long stretches in mental care institutions (for reasons unrelated to my involvement with them — mostly). Another one turned out to have a brain tumor (ok, that one I had nothing to do with, and she’s ok now).
Anyway, the point is: When it comes to choosing a stable partner for romantic relationships, I suck. Badly. A random number generator hooked up to the census database could do a far better job than I have so far, and that’s without even removing the males from the data.
Which is why I joined an online dating service (yes, I have become one of those people).
In my inexhaustible wisdom, I decided that if I met women completely ouside my social circle, women whom I had had absolutely no dealings with prior to the act of asking them out, only good things could come out of it.
You may be aware by now of the fact that I am an idiot, but surprisingly enough, the results have been mixed, and so far I’ve only hit a few snags in the whole endeavour, which I will write about soon. For the time being, here is my profile (translated to English), as available in match.com:
General:
I am fun and functional. A historical, perhaps mythological figure. My boring days inspire epic poems in dead languages and whole tribes erect monuments in my honor.
I possess a multitude of national and international awards. I can rip phonebooks in half with my bare hands. When not busy achieving World Peace, I help children and small dogs.
My fortune is vast and unmeasurable. Bill Gates asks me for loans and the IMF issues bonds on my name.
I am on sale. Just for today.
Appearance:
I’m the mexican version of Quentin Tarantino.
Looking for:
I like women who are intelligent, independent and have a good sense of humor. Being creative and having an even number of limbs a plus.
— sergio on December 19, 2004 
Looking like Quinten Tarantino I’d think to be a huge plus.
A short peek at Quentin’s record with the ladies would reveal this to probably be true.
In other news: Holy crap, you *do* look like Quentin Tarantino.
man i just havent commented on your site in a while. im all kinds of fucked up…the party of the century went down last night and is still continuing…
anyhow sergio you are the Pimp Grand Poobah (R) (TM)
Well, I dunno, I have had some plasent experiences meeting people from Match.com, I mean, found them through there. Not all of them are psycho and freaks, so good luck, Q.
You know Sergio, if you come across a girl who doesn’t get the sarcasm you’ll be so fucked…
Girl: “So like how much money do you have? If it’s really vast, I’d like a new car.”
Sergio: “Girl, that was sar…”
Girl: “I love your movies by the way, and I love how you use that cute Sergio alias name to hide who you are Quentin, but like, I so know who you are!”
Sergio: “I ahh…”
Girl: “So these tribes, can we go see them one day?”
Sergio: *sighs* “Yes, we can go see the chapiwinkle tribe one day.”
I was going to say, “Why did you put a picture of Q. Tarantino on your profile, you fake?!” but then I saw it wasn’t him and I had to modify my entier comment. Bah!
x’que no dejar lo en español?
To be honest at first I thought your picture was the English footballer, Wayne Rooney.
I guess I have a popular face model, Dan. Werd.
So far the experience with match.com has been mostly positive. I think it’s a kind of cool way to meet new people. Surprisingly enough, my profile, rather than attract basketcases, has led to the meeting of intelligent, independent women. Quite a surprise.
Rob: Thanks a lot! And good luck with the ultimate party (in case it’s still going on)
Elenamary: buen punto… debería subirlo en español en algun lugar…
Ok. Got to go. The chapiwinkles just sacrificed a goat to the divine wallaroo of ennui in my name…
I actually know two couples that met using dating services, and they are happily married… who knows.
By the way… Sergio, no me has respondido mi correo, le caes el jueves? Prometo recibirte con algo de licor ;o)
Jajaja… te faltó poner en el profile:
“y si no saben volar… pierden el tiempo conmigo”
Eres grande Serge! Mucho éxito con tus viejas varias =) Peeeerro!
I believe that the key for stuff like that working is meeting ASAP, or the “internet persona” will never match real life.
Being bilingual is also a plus.
You can say “Yo amo te” [is that correct] and then tell her the same thing in English. But if she doesn’t know that it was English tell her it was French. Chicks dig French, right?
You must choose a good dating company, if you want to find a good wife for all your life.
An on-topic piece of spam… How quaint.
I knew it!! I knew it!! those friends of mine at the IMF weren’t lying to me!! I knew it!
He he he