Striking a Match

A multicolored box of matchesI just signed up with a matchmaking service.

It was expensive. It was terrifying. And I’m incredibly excited.

I signed up because, at the age of 42, I’m single and looking for a wonderful man. I’ve been on and off of dating sites for 6+ years. I tried Rachel Greenwald’s program. My friends have set me up with their friends. I go to Meetups. I volunteer. I’ve checked out every venue from contra dances to church services.

In other words, I’ve been working hard on this.

I have my flaws and issues, for sure. But I’m also a catch.

Yet somehow, I’m still on my own.

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Since the definition of insanity is trying the same thing over and over when it hasn’t worked, I am now done with Match.com, Bumble, and their ilk.

I’m trying something new.

This matchmaking service interviews its clients and gives each of us a dating lesson via Skype or Facetime. I haven’t done that part yet, but it sounds fascinating.

Then my “dating director” starts sending me descriptions and pictures of her clients, one at a time, whom she thinks I’ll enjoy meeting (and vice versa).

This leads to a date—usually after-work drinks or a weekend brunch. The service handles everything. They pick the venue where we meet, make a reservation for us if needed, coordinate the logistics.

My date and I don’t have each other’s contact info. We can ask for that at the end of the date, or go our separate ways.

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So far I’ve been sent my first match, and my wingwoman at the dating service is lining up a time for us to meet.

I will keep you all posted.

Have you ever tried a matchmaking service? If so, what was your experience like?


Photo by Jeff, via Creative Commons license.

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