My dating hell
At this point, I simply want to find a nice, normal man to go to a movie with, maybe someone who can reach things from the top shelves in my kitchen on occasion. I entered the dating market about three years ago — after my upstanding, corporate husband of 20 years ran off with his mistress — hoping to find a terrific man who was ready to embark on the next great chapter of our lives.
It was only a month after separation, which may seem indecently hasty, that I broke into the world of online dating. This certainly put things into perspective since I’d previously looked as those women as out of my league. I was ready to embark into the world of online dating. This was not easy an easy feat in a family of five. She told me that her friends were jealous of our friendship, because of how cute I was. The last time I’d started a relationship, communication outside of meeting up was using the phone (landline phone –that is how old I am) in my parents’ bedroom hoping that nobody else would overhear.In computer science, this is known as the optimal stopping algorithm, aka the secretary problem. An abstraction layer capable of managing online dating for me: My first problem was solved: getting leads into the pipeline. If I changed my profile picture and got more “likes” as a result, that meant it was better.
I was tracking data, which made it easy to see what performed best. We met for the first time over Diet Cokes in the park at the hospital where he worked, and our chemistry was off the charts.