But not like that. Strangers as in foreigners. That's what I'm thinking about today.
So I've been on ldssingles.com for a week now. Still have 0 matches. But that's okay because I'm still getting a lot of hits on my profile. Here's the strange part, though. The only guys who have tried contacting me in any way are foreigners. Y'know, people who are not citizens of the US of A. And that got me to thinking. Those are usually the guys that ask me out in real life, too. The last three guys to ask me out were from India, Sri Lanka, and Kenya. Come to think of it, in my life, I have literally had more foreigners show interest in me than Americans.
Which makes me wonder. Are they interested in me because they just like American girls in general and I just happen to flirt back? Or am I really just not attractive to American men? Or are foreigners (sorry...that sounds so un-PC, but I don't know what else to call them) just far more bold than American men are? Maybe they don't have the preconceptions and expectations that American men have. I fear their standards are just lower, which is why they can stoop to liking me. And by standards I mean standards of what they want in a woman, not standards as in morals.
I have nothing against foreigners. Really. I love America and I'd want to come here, too. It's just a quandary to me, is all.
Okay. I've had to justify too many statements here, so I should go before I say something really stupid.
2.12.2011
2.06.2011
Dating on the Interwebs
So blogging once every 6 months isn't so bad, right? Hmm...
Here's what's on my mind today: Online dating. Yes, I finally broke down even though I've been fighting it with every fiber of my being. I figured I'm certainly not meeting anyone in the real world, so why not try my chances in the fake world. I mean, in the world of the interwebs.
I'm wishing I hadn't.
My problems with the online dating world are two-fold but can be best summed up in one word: Depressing. Allow me to elaborate.
First off, I tried eHarmony.com. They force you to take this like 100 question survey so they can best match you with a small group of their millions of members. My result? "I'm sorry, but we were unable to find any matches for you." That's right. Over 20 million members, and they can't find even one for me. Rejected by probably 10 million men in mere seconds. That smarts. Then if that weren't bad enough, they wouldn't even let me set up an account to see if I could find anyone on my own. It was like they were trying to tell me I would never have a chance, so don't even try.
(On a brighter note, according to the personality report they gave me at the end of the survey, I'm pretty much the bomb.com. But I think think they were just trying to make me feel better.)
So despite my rejection, I tried something more small-scale. I went to LDSsingles.com. This one was really painful for me to do, because I could just imagine what I would find there. And let me tell you, it did not disappoint.
I was again met with the realization that they had no matches for me. However, unlike eHarmony, they let me set up an account anyway. I carefully crafted my profile so as not to seem too airhead-like, but to not be so "intimidating" (as I've been told I am more times than I can count) either. It started out fairly promising. By the end of the first night, I had over 50 guys view my profile. (I don't know if that's an impressive number or not, so I may potentially be embarrassing myself. Oh well.) However, not a single one of them "flirted" with me or sent a message or anything. Just looked and then faded away into the night. How am I supposed to react to that exactly? Yeah. Ouch.
Listen. I know it's hard for guys to go out on a limb and go after a girl. But this is not the real world. All you have to do is push a button. Check the box next to "Smile" or "Wink." You don't even have to actually say hi. Just click the box titled "Say Hi." So when these guys aren't even willing to do that much, it makes me question whether I have a shot with any guy...ever. Especially if I'm as intimidating as everyone seems to think I am.
Nevertheless, taking matters into my own hands, I did some searching of my own. I have to figure out how to say this without being too incredibly mean. So let's put it this way: online dating sites are much better for guys than for girls. Their options are substantially better. That's not to say there were no decent guys on there. There definitely were. In fact, I found several of my friends. It's just that I also looked at the kinds of girls that were on there (y'know...scoping out the competition)and there are a LOT of high quality chicas. On the guy's side?....less so. I actually felt really, really bad for some of the guys I saw. I know, that makes me a really horrible person. But I can't help it. It was really sad.
And there you have it. My introduction to the world of online dating. May you never have to endure such a fate.
Here's what's on my mind today: Online dating. Yes, I finally broke down even though I've been fighting it with every fiber of my being. I figured I'm certainly not meeting anyone in the real world, so why not try my chances in the fake world. I mean, in the world of the interwebs.
I'm wishing I hadn't.
My problems with the online dating world are two-fold but can be best summed up in one word: Depressing. Allow me to elaborate.
First off, I tried eHarmony.com. They force you to take this like 100 question survey so they can best match you with a small group of their millions of members. My result? "I'm sorry, but we were unable to find any matches for you." That's right. Over 20 million members, and they can't find even one for me. Rejected by probably 10 million men in mere seconds. That smarts. Then if that weren't bad enough, they wouldn't even let me set up an account to see if I could find anyone on my own. It was like they were trying to tell me I would never have a chance, so don't even try.
(On a brighter note, according to the personality report they gave me at the end of the survey, I'm pretty much the bomb.com. But I think think they were just trying to make me feel better.)
So despite my rejection, I tried something more small-scale. I went to LDSsingles.com. This one was really painful for me to do, because I could just imagine what I would find there. And let me tell you, it did not disappoint.
I was again met with the realization that they had no matches for me. However, unlike eHarmony, they let me set up an account anyway. I carefully crafted my profile so as not to seem too airhead-like, but to not be so "intimidating" (as I've been told I am more times than I can count) either. It started out fairly promising. By the end of the first night, I had over 50 guys view my profile. (I don't know if that's an impressive number or not, so I may potentially be embarrassing myself. Oh well.) However, not a single one of them "flirted" with me or sent a message or anything. Just looked and then faded away into the night. How am I supposed to react to that exactly? Yeah. Ouch.
Listen. I know it's hard for guys to go out on a limb and go after a girl. But this is not the real world. All you have to do is push a button. Check the box next to "Smile" or "Wink." You don't even have to actually say hi. Just click the box titled "Say Hi." So when these guys aren't even willing to do that much, it makes me question whether I have a shot with any guy...ever. Especially if I'm as intimidating as everyone seems to think I am.
Nevertheless, taking matters into my own hands, I did some searching of my own. I have to figure out how to say this without being too incredibly mean. So let's put it this way: online dating sites are much better for guys than for girls. Their options are substantially better. That's not to say there were no decent guys on there. There definitely were. In fact, I found several of my friends. It's just that I also looked at the kinds of girls that were on there (y'know...scoping out the competition)and there are a LOT of high quality chicas. On the guy's side?....less so. I actually felt really, really bad for some of the guys I saw. I know, that makes me a really horrible person. But I can't help it. It was really sad.
And there you have it. My introduction to the world of online dating. May you never have to endure such a fate.
7.11.2010
Big Government
I should be going to church right now, but I'm in massive amounts of pain at the moment and can't seem to get out of my bed. So as I'm lying here (is that the correct usage of the verb form "to lay"?), I decide to check my email. There's a letter from my mother, who sends me a link to a story. Now my head hurts, too.
The story was about a law Congress passed last year banning the sell of any children's book printed before 1985. It's part of an attempt to rid homes of lead-containing products in the homes of children. Now, there is no evidence whatsoever that these books are in any way, shape, or form, actually harmful to children. Unless they eat large quantities of said books. In which case, I think they're gonna have bigger problems than the lead.
Here's my problem. How did Congress get so powerful? And why are they wasting so much time on such stupid...nay, retarded things? (Side note: I use retarded in defiance of all the people who get offended by such usage. I'm offended that you get offended at my word usage.) Don't we have bigger problems to deal with? So I found some more laws I thought you might all appreciate.
From the State of Utah:
It is illegal to not drink milk. (I haven't seen that actual law, so I'm not quite sure how that works. But really?)
It is a felony to persistently tread on the cracks between paving stones on the sidewalk of a state highway.
It is considered an offense to hunt whales. (In Utah, remember.)
Women may not swear. (Only in Logan, though.)
For all you Virginians:
This one is a little inappropriate, but I think it's incredibly inappropriate as a law!! Not only is it illegal to have sex with the lights on, one may not have sex in any other position than "missionary."
There is a law prohibiting corrupt practices of bribery by any person other than candidates.
It is illegal to tickle women.
You may not engage in business on Sundays, with the exception of almost every industry.
From North Carolina:
No one may be a professional fortune-teller , and if one wishes to pursue the practice as an amateur, it must be practiced in school or church.
It's against the law to sing off key.
Persons in possession of illegal substances must pay taxes on them.
South Carolina:
By law, if a man promises to marry an unmarried woman, the marriage must take place.
Horses may not be kept in bathtubs.
A person must be 18 years old to play a pinball machine.
And from the great state of California:
Women may not drive in a house coat.
No vehicle without a driver may exceed 60 mph.
Last but not least: Sunshine is guaranteed to the masses.
Whether or not these laws are still active today or even if they're enforced or not is irrelevant. The fact that they were legitimately considered by each state's Congress, and then enacted as law...it's just too much for me to handle. God help us all.
The story was about a law Congress passed last year banning the sell of any children's book printed before 1985. It's part of an attempt to rid homes of lead-containing products in the homes of children. Now, there is no evidence whatsoever that these books are in any way, shape, or form, actually harmful to children. Unless they eat large quantities of said books. In which case, I think they're gonna have bigger problems than the lead.
Here's my problem. How did Congress get so powerful? And why are they wasting so much time on such stupid...nay, retarded things? (Side note: I use retarded in defiance of all the people who get offended by such usage. I'm offended that you get offended at my word usage.) Don't we have bigger problems to deal with? So I found some more laws I thought you might all appreciate.
From the State of Utah:
It is illegal to not drink milk. (I haven't seen that actual law, so I'm not quite sure how that works. But really?)
It is a felony to persistently tread on the cracks between paving stones on the sidewalk of a state highway.
It is considered an offense to hunt whales. (In Utah, remember.)
Women may not swear. (Only in Logan, though.)
For all you Virginians:
This one is a little inappropriate, but I think it's incredibly inappropriate as a law!! Not only is it illegal to have sex with the lights on, one may not have sex in any other position than "missionary."
There is a law prohibiting corrupt practices of bribery by any person other than candidates.
It is illegal to tickle women.
You may not engage in business on Sundays, with the exception of almost every industry.
From North Carolina:
No one may be a professional fortune-teller , and if one wishes to pursue the practice as an amateur, it must be practiced in school or church.
It's against the law to sing off key.
Persons in possession of illegal substances must pay taxes on them.
South Carolina:
By law, if a man promises to marry an unmarried woman, the marriage must take place.
Horses may not be kept in bathtubs.
A person must be 18 years old to play a pinball machine.
And from the great state of California:
Women may not drive in a house coat.
No vehicle without a driver may exceed 60 mph.
Last but not least: Sunshine is guaranteed to the masses.
Whether or not these laws are still active today or even if they're enforced or not is irrelevant. The fact that they were legitimately considered by each state's Congress, and then enacted as law...it's just too much for me to handle. God help us all.
6.27.2010
Why I Will Never Marry
It's officially been confirmed. I have to marry someone with an accent. I was sitting in sacrament meeting today, not paying attention as is usually customary, when I notice something slightly amiss. The speaker says "ha-dly" instead of "hardly." I thought, "That's odd. Maybe he's just nervous." But then as I continued to listen, it kept happening. Well, not so much that he kept saying "hardly" as that he kept saying things...not normal-like. And then the more I listened, the more I fell in love. Not with this boy, per se. I don't even know him. I probably couldn't even tell you his name. (It's certainly not Caleb Griffin. And I most definitely did not test out how Krystal Griffin sounded.) But I definitely am whole-heartedly, head-over-heels in love with his perfect English accent.
Nothing else will do. Well, except maybe an Australian accent. I'd take that, too.
Nothing else will do. Well, except maybe an Australian accent. I'd take that, too.
6.10.2010
The Lighter Side
All right. I'm done with the dark, spooky tree. The sun has finally come out, so it's time for me to lighten up, too, I suppose.
So, in that vein, I would like to share with you a conversation I had with a client at work today.
Phone rings
Me: Myler Disability, this is Krystal.
Client: Who do you think you are??
Me: Uh. My name is Krystal and this is Myler Disability.
Client: How did you get my information? Why are you calling me?
Me: Sir, you called me.
Client: Don't get smart with me. I want to talk to your supervisor.
Me: My supervisor is currently out of town. Is there anything I can help you with?
Client: Yeah. I want to know how you stole my information and why you're trying to ruin my life.
Me: Okay. The only way we get client's information is if they contact us and give it to us.
Client: I never contacted you. You hacked into my computer and stole everything.
Me: Sir, I assure we have not stolen your information. It is possible you contacted us thinking we were the Social Security Administration.
Client: Stop calling me stupid!! I'm not going to talk to you any more. I will only talk to Cheri [who has worked for us about 4 days now] or Brad Myler [the attorney who owns the whole company].
Me: I am Cheri's supervisor and Brad is not in the offi--
Client: How dare you interrupt me! You had better just shut up and get Brad on the phone right now.
Me: Sir, I already explained that Brad is not in the office. However, our law firm is dedicated to--
Client: Oh. Is this a law firm?
Me: Yes. This is Myler Disability Law Firm.
Client: Oh!! You're my attorney! I'm sending the paperwork back today.
The end.
Sometimes I just love my job....
So, in that vein, I would like to share with you a conversation I had with a client at work today.
Phone rings
Me: Myler Disability, this is Krystal.
Client: Who do you think you are??
Me: Uh. My name is Krystal and this is Myler Disability.
Client: How did you get my information? Why are you calling me?
Me: Sir, you called me.
Client: Don't get smart with me. I want to talk to your supervisor.
Me: My supervisor is currently out of town. Is there anything I can help you with?
Client: Yeah. I want to know how you stole my information and why you're trying to ruin my life.
Me: Okay. The only way we get client's information is if they contact us and give it to us.
Client: I never contacted you. You hacked into my computer and stole everything.
Me: Sir, I assure we have not stolen your information. It is possible you contacted us thinking we were the Social Security Administration.
Client: Stop calling me stupid!! I'm not going to talk to you any more. I will only talk to Cheri [who has worked for us about 4 days now] or Brad Myler [the attorney who owns the whole company].
Me: I am Cheri's supervisor and Brad is not in the offi--
Client: How dare you interrupt me! You had better just shut up and get Brad on the phone right now.
Me: Sir, I already explained that Brad is not in the office. However, our law firm is dedicated to--
Client: Oh. Is this a law firm?
Me: Yes. This is Myler Disability Law Firm.
Client: Oh!! You're my attorney! I'm sending the paperwork back today.
The end.
Sometimes I just love my job....
6.01.2010
The Fear
So long as I still have the scary tree posted, maybe I'll talk about more scary stuff. Except, I'll warn you, this is more serious scary stuff.
Now, I don't do serious well. I never have. So this is a rare moment for me. Take note. Mark this day on your calendars. (See...already making light of things. I really can't do serious.) But if you don't do serious well either, you don't have to read this post. I give you permission to turn away.
In my last post, I told you about how I hate people. Like that was really a big secret. Anyhow. Here's the part that maybe was less apparent to most people. I've been hurt. By people I should have been able to trust. I won't go into details. The purpose of telling you this is because getting hurt has long been my reason for pushing people away. It's safe in my room. No one can hurt me there.
However, I recently was able to make amends with two very close friends. As a result, it's opened up the world of people to me again.
Which absolutely terrifies me.
Here's why. First is the obvious reason. I am petrified of getting hurt again. And of hurting people I love. Relationships are dangerous prospects. So much potential for damage. But second, and possibly the bigger deterrent, is the dependence.
Here's another big secret for you: I'm insanely independent. I hate relying on other people. I like being able to take care of myself. But I'm finding that allowing myself to feel the possibility of wanting people in my life is quickly becoming a need for people in my life. Even though I've spent the last year or so trying to convince myself I don't need anyone, I've always known the truth. And it's just now catching up to me.
And honestly? I don't like it. I don't like feeling I'm an imposition on other people's time. I don't like wondering if they really like me or if they're just being nice to me.
But more than anything, I don't like this gnawing uneasiness in my gut that is screaming for companionship. With anyone. I think I'm getting tired of myself. :)
So that's my biggest fear right now. People. Yes, you. However, I've heard that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. The potential for pain is just as great as the potential for really good things. I guess I'll just have to stick with that hope.
And now that I've been way too open for the entire blog world, I shall resume my former persona. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted, eh?
Now, I don't do serious well. I never have. So this is a rare moment for me. Take note. Mark this day on your calendars. (See...already making light of things. I really can't do serious.) But if you don't do serious well either, you don't have to read this post. I give you permission to turn away.
In my last post, I told you about how I hate people. Like that was really a big secret. Anyhow. Here's the part that maybe was less apparent to most people. I've been hurt. By people I should have been able to trust. I won't go into details. The purpose of telling you this is because getting hurt has long been my reason for pushing people away. It's safe in my room. No one can hurt me there.
However, I recently was able to make amends with two very close friends. As a result, it's opened up the world of people to me again.
Which absolutely terrifies me.
Here's why. First is the obvious reason. I am petrified of getting hurt again. And of hurting people I love. Relationships are dangerous prospects. So much potential for damage. But second, and possibly the bigger deterrent, is the dependence.
Here's another big secret for you: I'm insanely independent. I hate relying on other people. I like being able to take care of myself. But I'm finding that allowing myself to feel the possibility of wanting people in my life is quickly becoming a need for people in my life. Even though I've spent the last year or so trying to convince myself I don't need anyone, I've always known the truth. And it's just now catching up to me.
And honestly? I don't like it. I don't like feeling I'm an imposition on other people's time. I don't like wondering if they really like me or if they're just being nice to me.
But more than anything, I don't like this gnawing uneasiness in my gut that is screaming for companionship. With anyone. I think I'm getting tired of myself. :)
So that's my biggest fear right now. People. Yes, you. However, I've heard that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. The potential for pain is just as great as the potential for really good things. I guess I'll just have to stick with that hope.
And now that I've been way too open for the entire blog world, I shall resume my former persona. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted, eh?
5.13.2010
The Forces That Be
So what I really wanted to do tonight was rent a movie on my XBox and just chill. Unfortunately, our internet (the non-wireless internet) is not working. So, instead, I've been forced to find alternate sources of entertainment. Hence...this blog. I suppose it's for the best. It's been awhile regardless.
I'd like to say I have big news to update you with. Alas, my life is fairly boring. I work. A lot. And I hate it. A lot even more. But at least I did get a raise this week. I guess that's always exciting, eh? I've also recently been informed that I've been permitted to use the office media drive, which contains audio books. I'm pretty stoked about that. Now instead of mindlessly staring at a computer and looking at paperwork, I can at least get some books "read" this summer. Today I started The Road. It's...dark. And intense. I only have about an hour and a half left and I can't wait to see how it ends. Luckily, I'll find out tomorrow morning as I'm sorting and stuffing paperwork. Oh, joy.
Then there's the afterwork life. Or lack thereof. My dad's been in town recently and he asked me if I've been making any friends. "No," says I. "Why's that?" says he. "Because I don't want to." In case you don't know this about me already, I don't like people. For the most part, they're more trouble than they're worth. But I always know what to expect here, safe in my room.
All right, I know it's pathetic. And for the most part, I really have been busy for almost the last year. But c'mon.
Okay, I can tell I'm not going to get anywhere with you. You think people are worthwhile and can even be fun. You think life is no life at all without people in it. That I'm just kidding myself into thinking I'm happy like this.
You're probably right.
But I'm gonna go see if my XBox works yet.
I'd like to say I have big news to update you with. Alas, my life is fairly boring. I work. A lot. And I hate it. A lot even more. But at least I did get a raise this week. I guess that's always exciting, eh? I've also recently been informed that I've been permitted to use the office media drive, which contains audio books. I'm pretty stoked about that. Now instead of mindlessly staring at a computer and looking at paperwork, I can at least get some books "read" this summer. Today I started The Road. It's...dark. And intense. I only have about an hour and a half left and I can't wait to see how it ends. Luckily, I'll find out tomorrow morning as I'm sorting and stuffing paperwork. Oh, joy.
Then there's the afterwork life. Or lack thereof. My dad's been in town recently and he asked me if I've been making any friends. "No," says I. "Why's that?" says he. "Because I don't want to." In case you don't know this about me already, I don't like people. For the most part, they're more trouble than they're worth. But I always know what to expect here, safe in my room.
All right, I know it's pathetic. And for the most part, I really have been busy for almost the last year. But c'mon.
Okay, I can tell I'm not going to get anywhere with you. You think people are worthwhile and can even be fun. You think life is no life at all without people in it. That I'm just kidding myself into thinking I'm happy like this.
You're probably right.
But I'm gonna go see if my XBox works yet.
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