Facebook is a giant beacon for how small the world actually is. It's sometimes shocking to discover that a old friend or a new friend has a mutual connection that you would have never guessed. An old friend's new boyfriend knows a girl you went to college with, or a cousin who lives ten states away knows a high school friend's brother. The web of connections is amazing and borderline scary if you think about it. Imagine all the people we'd never know we had in common if not for the internet! And that can definitely be a good thing or a bad thing!
As you're well aware, I've had a love/hate relationship with online dating for years, going back to my college days. Part of the reason I think I've never had success with eHarmony is that I filled out the 4,356 question survey about myself while slightly inebriated, asking random people in the
The reason for this long, drawn out narrative of my online dating history is rather comical. A friend of mine who I recently met has been struggling with relationship issues of her own of late. Upon seeing her Facebook status this morning and her mention of a new boyfriend, I was happy for her and wanted to check out the lucky guy. I clicked through the various levels of Facebook stalking and opened the profile of the name linked in her relationship status to find a very familiar face. I chuckled to myself as I realized where I knew this gentleman from: Match.com. This friend had told me about a guy she'd met online just a few weeks and had actually asked for some advice based on my experiences in my blog. I was happy to help her and realized this morning upon viewing his Facebook profile, that I had coincedentally been helping her communicate and build a relationship with the very first guy in Atlanta that I had ever exchanged emails with through any online dating site. Small world, huh?
So, I wish my friend well and hope that things work out for her and the new online dating prospect with whom she's currently found success. And I'm totally picking up the message that the dating gods are sending me: sometimes matches that I might not take the chance on could, in fact, be Mr. Right, and if I don't go after that, someone else might just benefit... But, also that just because these men aren't right for me at the time, doesn't mean they aren't right for someone else I know. Maybe I'm destined to be Atlanta's Matchmaker... hmmm...