CATEGORY | Relationships
My early experience on Match was such a novelty to my roommates that they routinely ordered me to connect my laptop to our big-screen TV so they could live vicariously through my dating journey. To their dismay, I was selective about the matches I chose to meet in person. But after a few weeks of running super-specific searches using keywords like “Seinfeld,” “cheetahs” and “tacos,” I got a message from an adorable Spaniard named Mario who worked in finance.
Suddenly, a proliferation of guys kick off their profiles with bitter, defensive, and sometimes even insulting remarks. The one I see most often goes something like, "I'm 6'1", since height apparently matters to all of you." Some guys opt for pointedly snarky things, such as, "I just looove seeing your yoga poses, and let me guess—you love to travel?"
The issue is not whether you get married or decide to lead a single life. Nor is it the type of wedding you plan -- a grand affair or a casual gathering of your nearest and dearest. The conversation I intended to kick off boils down to the following question: Why does society celebrate family units more avidly than individuals? As originally stated, "When will barometers of celebration reflect the growing number of singletons?"
Despite a proliferation of single adults, little has changed since that episode aired nearly a decade ago: trips are not planned when we're promoted at work, nor crystal glassware gifted when we buy our first homes. It seems that milestone celebrations are still reserved for couples and families.