In all of the time that I’ve been collecting your stories for this feature, I’ve read some pretty amusing/horrifying things. The lesson, other than the fact that you people are surprisingly forthcoming, is that we’ve all been there. Treading water in the dating pool is fairly universal. But, never once have I come across this next story, sent in by Stephanie from Brooklyn. You’ll see what I mean…
“I signed up for an online dating site after a series of failed relationships, because I was beginning to lose hope that there were any good guys left out there. My best friend helped me write my profile, I checked my computer every day for replies, and waited for the impending love connection.
I was like a kid on Christmas morning, waiting for notifications. Then when I got word that the service had found my top matches, I practically jumped out of my chair in anticipation. I logged on to see who it would be and….
Wait for it….
They’d matched me up with my brother. Turns out there are still good guys out there, unfortunately they also happen to have shared a Jack-and-Jill bathroom with me growing up. Needless to say, I canceled my membership after that.”
*Miss Wingman note: Dear Stephanie – Game over. You win.