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Edited by
singmesweet
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Thu 07/29/10 01:36 PM
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When someone here emails you and asks you to tell them about yourself, what kind of things do you tell them?
When you ask someone to tell you about them, what kind of info are you expecting? I just ask because it seems to happen a lot. I usually ask them what they want to know and they tell me they don't know...  . Edited to add I'm not asking for advice. Just wondering what others tell and and expect. |
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I pay them a compliment and leave it open for them to ask what they want to know,,,
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I tell em to go read my profile.
I hate that question. also; what do you like to do for fun. what's up. what are you doing. what are you doing on here. what are you into. ughhh. shut uppp. |
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When someone here emails you and asks you to tell them about yourself, what kind of things do you tell them? When you ask someone to tell you about them, what kind of info are you expecting? I just ask because it seems to happen a lot. I usually ask them what they want to know and they tell me they don't know... . I just ask questions, like I'm interogating them. I also like to play good cop/bad cop, but they rarely get it. I did get a couple confessions though, oddly. |
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Oooooh. I wish I thought of the "good cop, bad cop" interwebs interrogation technique first.
I never know what to say about myself. I always am told that I am some variety of an enigma. Being unintentionally weird seems to keep that sort of empty banter to a minimum and filters potential boredom out automatically. Let's write a book about it! |
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I figure anything and everything they need to know is in my profile -- if they live long enough to finish reading that, they can ask me anything else they might want to know.
I don't ask a lot of questions, even though there's almost never any information in their profiles -- I just say tell me what you think I need to know and we'll go from there. When they start in with the "Ask me questions! Ask me questions! Ask me questions!" parrot-talk without giving me anything to work with, I just move on. I'm not Larry Freaking King. |
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..e-mails... 
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I figure anything and everything they need to know is in my profile -- if they live long enough to finish reading that YESSSSS! |
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..e-mails... Not here anyway
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Im not interested in Q&A sessions..if it sounds like a job interview I generally dont bother....
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Im not interested in Q&A sessions..if it sounds like a job interview I generally dont bother.... I'm not a fan of the interview style conversation either. |
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I figure anything and everything they need to know is in my profile -- if they live long enough to finish reading that, they can ask me anything else they might want to know. I don't ask a lot of questions, even though there's almost never any information in their profiles -- I just say tell me what you think I need to know and we'll go from there. When they start in with the "Ask me questions! Ask me questions! Ask me questions!" parrot-talk without giving me anything to work with, I just move on. I'm not Larry Freaking King. I ask questions if I have them. Lots of people demand to be asked questions, though, which just makes me not want to ask.
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I tell em to go read my profile. I hate that question. also; what do you like to do for fun. what's up. what are you doing. what are you doing on here. what are you into. ughhh. shut uppp. I usually suggest they read my profile, then let me know what else they'd like to know. |
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I HATE those types of questions. I prefer to just say whatever is on my mind and stuff will just naturally come up. If they start interrogating...ignore.
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Edited by
Tribbles
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Thu 07/29/10 07:13 PM
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Well. I tell them first things first, I'm in a dead-end job and I'm seekind a dumpy neurotic for mutual psychological torture, tepid sex, and co-dependency. I enjoy drinking, smoking, and self-righteous indignation.
Since honesty is everything, I am willing to admit that I have middling intelligence but try to appear smarter by affecting a world-weary air, memorizing useless facts, and chuckling at my own mean-spirited, agenda-driven jokes. I'm 29, but look 39 and feel 49. Sometimes I have the urge to tell women that it they're a whiny, bitter shrew with a misplaced sense of entitlement and unrealistic expectations... in time they will become coolly hostile when I don't fulfill every unmet need they've ever had. Bonus points if they've just finished screwing every guy in town and but now want to take it slow with me. I'm not shy in the fact that my perfect night out would include getting hammered in a sleazy bar while they flirt with seedy old drunks, followed by an embarrassing screaming match. I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that leaves me filled with regret and dread but prefer a long-term, soul crushing descent into booze and pills. Since I don't discriminate, age is unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 21 and rehash mother issues with women over 50. |
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When someone here emails you and asks you to tell them about yourself, what kind of things do you tell them? I don't have that problem. When you ask someone to tell you about them, what kind of info are you expecting? I don't have that problem. I just ask because it seems to happen a lot. I usually ask them what they want to know and they tell me they don't know... . Hmm. Fascinating. Edited to add I'm not asking for advice. Just wondering what others tell and and expect. I don't have that problem. |
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Well. I tell them first things first, I'm in a dead-end job and I'm seekind a dumpy neurotic for mutual psychological torture, tepid sex, and co-dependency. I enjoy drinking, smoking, and self-righteous indignation. Since honesty is everything, I am willing to admit that I have middling intelligence but try to appear smarter by affecting a world-weary air, memorizing useless facts, and chuckling at my own mean-spirited, agenda-driven jokes. I'm 29, but look 39 and feel 49. Sometimes I have the urge to tell women that it they're a whiny, bitter shrew with a misplaced sense of entitlement and unrealistic expectations... in time they will become coolly hostile when I don't fulfill every unmet need they've ever had. Bonus points if they've just finished screwing every guy in town and but now want to take it slow with me. I'm not shy in the fact that my perfect night out would include getting hammered in a sleazy bar while they flirt with seedy old drunks, followed by an embarrassing screaming match. I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that leaves me filled with regret and dread but prefer a long-term, soul crushing descent into booze and pills. Since I don't discriminate, age is unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 21 and rehash mother issues with women over 50. Top 5 funniest forum post. Ever. |
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Hummmmm have actually had plenty ask the same question normally when they do they end up being scammers....
 But when other do I normally write back and ask them what do they want to know that is beyond my profile?.......  That way it is very easy to tell those that have read at least some of it and those that did not even bother..... 
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Hats off to Tribbles. That jaded yet ironicaly accurate diatribe gets a high five from me. Oh god! Sounds like he has run into at least one of my ex's.
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Well. I tell them first things first, I'm in a dead-end job and I'm seekind a dumpy neurotic for mutual psychological torture, tepid sex, and co-dependency. I enjoy drinking, smoking, and self-righteous indignation. Since honesty is everything, I am willing to admit that I have middling intelligence but try to appear smarter by affecting a world-weary air, memorizing useless facts, and chuckling at my own mean-spirited, agenda-driven jokes. I'm 29, but look 39 and feel 49. Sometimes I have the urge to tell women that it they're a whiny, bitter shrew with a misplaced sense of entitlement and unrealistic expectations... in time they will become coolly hostile when I don't fulfill every unmet need they've ever had. Bonus points if they've just finished screwing every guy in town and but now want to take it slow with me. I'm not shy in the fact that my perfect night out would include getting hammered in a sleazy bar while they flirt with seedy old drunks, followed by an embarrassing screaming match. I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that leaves me filled with regret and dread but prefer a long-term, soul crushing descent into booze and pills. Since I don't discriminate, age is unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 21 and rehash mother issues with women over 50. Ahhhh, and still no bitterness. 
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