The tagline for this gem is "I can't believe I'm buying this book". It should be "I can't believe I'm buying a book about the internet". I have nothing against internet dating but this whole deal doesn't sit well with me. You could easily research this crap on the web if you had access so I can't think of why it exists....oh wait nevermind.
Books like these aren't bought by people new to the world of cyberdorking, but people who are sad that their basement dwelling chud offspring can't seem to handle the complexities of talking to the opposite sex unless they filter it through broadband speeds from the safety of a vampire/elf/fairy avatar.
I get it moms...you raised a social trainwreck and are bummed because the other secretaries at work have well adjusted children who have answered society's call for more suburban turds.
Why not bake a cake and write in frosting detailed instructions on how to microwaving a burrito, or ask your cat for advice on house training your new puppy?
To overbearing children mongering mothers of the world: knock it off! This book won't help your spinster daughter pause Sex & the city long enough to find a man on some Christian dating site, nor will it force your 33 year old baby Huey clone, to drop the Xbox controller and latest limited edition mountain dew 2 liter and find some other maladjusted weirdo to splonk out an heir to your royal wedding commemorative plates and complete collection of cat fancy magazines.....
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