Also, maybe the ones who say they are happy with everything and "don't see the point in being upset about anything" would rather go out with a mannequin. Ideally one without any opinions. As an intelligent, cognisant human being, it's not possible to never be upset about anything ever unless you are a psychopath. Or made of jelly. Or are void of all human emotion. Or you're Spock.
And even he had to master his emotions.
This is all that is wrong with internet dating in a nutshell. It allows people to create such an elaborate fantasy of the person they want to go out with that they actually demand qualities that are inhuman. And it must be some kind of commentary on the way we live now that it all seems geared to demanding women who say less, think less, emote less and weigh less.
You should see some of the sights on these sites. Some of the men. Oh good lord. GOOD lord. Let's just say my definition of "athletic and toned" and "attractive" don't match theirs. They can look like Shrek with man boobs but still have absolutely no qualms in stating that they are specifically looking for a lady who is "very attractive", "slim or athletic" and weighs no more than 8.5 stone. Yep, there is a weight category. And OK, so I'm verrrrry sensitive about my weight, it's true. But when a man who looks obese in his profile shots specifies that he will only consider a woman between 7 and 8 stone it makes me angry on many levels.
I saw one the other day that said he would accept a date from a woman up to 6ft 2 inches in height but her maximum weight had to be no more than 9 stone.
Obviously I don't know what kind of fantasies women spin on these sites, apart from my own. Which appears to be searching for someone akin to Rochester from Jane Eyre crossed with Lord Byron and Jim Morrison.
Having glanced accidentally in the mirror at art class and nearly jumping in disgust at my haggard, sick and, frankly, ugly appearance, I guess I'm just as guilty as everyone else.