O' Canada, O' Canada!

I finally reached my 50th view on match.com and as I promised myself, I purchased a paying membership for 3 months. Woo-hoo! Let the games begin. After my credit card was approved, I unlocked the gates to the magical kingdom. I could now see who had been viewing me and could actually start contacting the thousands of unsuspecting women in my metro area.

The first thing I did was see who viewed me. Not bad, quite a few cuties in that list. The second thing I did was check my email. I had received four emails. Before I payed for membership I received these emails but with a decade of internet experience and a lifetime of capitalism drilled in my brain, I suspected they were fake emails sent by match.com to lure me into spending my hard earned gold.

As it turned out, they were quite real with real questions from real woman asking about the real me. I carefully read each one, three or four times, checked out their pics and read their profiles. Then something caught my eye. I knew this was too good to be true. They were all from different States, hundreds of miles away. One wasn't even the same country. She was from Canada. That's right, maple syrup, hockey, free medical care and geese, Canada.

You wouldn't know her, she lives in Canada

Actually, I don't live too far from Canada. I emailed the other three explaining that even though I appreciate the response, I am not interested in dating anyone that requires a layover and luggage. I responded to Canada girl and re-read her profile. Turns out we have a lot in common, almost too much in common. In fact she is my clone, my doppelganger, except with boobs. Same age, same job, same interests, same hobbies, just about everything, except she is in fucking Canada.

I emailed her back with this observation and we chatted back and forth that night. Turns out, she is pretty cool, either that or I really like myself. She said she does travel to my area a few times a month and asked me to meet her next weekend. So just like that, I have my first date from match. I secretly hope we don't hit it off because well, she lives in fucking Canada!