Craigslist: Love is Just a Post and Picture Exchange Away

My boyfriend dumped me.

Well, maybe it wasn’t so much that he “dumped me” as he “never responded to any of my Craigslist ads.” And maybe he wasn’t so much my “boyfriend” as he is the 4 million or so guys in the Tri-State area who never responded to my post. I mean, one of them could be *the one,* and if he weren’t such a pussy we could be married right now with five boys and five girls.

Hmmm. Maybe I should leave that last sentence out of my next ad.

I shouldn’t be so down on posting a Craigslist ad for a date. You can learn so much by doing so. For example, did you know that guys named Remington still exist and you ONLY meet them through Craigslist?

And then there’s Jared. Sweet, earnest Jared. Jared who started his response to my ad with the philosophical “I don’t know what I want to do with my life …. but I recently discovered who I am.” I sometimes wish I knew what that was, Jared. But I still don’t regret throwing your email in the virtual garbage.

For me, Craigslist dating is the product of months of consistently good — albeit non-controversial — Craigslist experiences. After all, it is through Craigslist that I met the self-described “Big Ed” who sold me his used TV for cheap. And that charming hemp-smoking nurse who delivered and furnished my room with her son’s crappy used furniture.

The only logical next step is to try to find some nice, cheap, barely used love.

The one problem with posting an ad on Craigslist is that you have to be willing to confront your own bigoted tendencies. I used to think that I was all about equality, but there are entire sects of the male species that I dismiss for the smallest reasons.

I now know that I am prejudiced against obsessive “lol“ers, guys who send pictures of themselves with their pet snakes, and anyone who commutes from New Jersey. And anyone named Remington. You know who you are.

There are people who look down upon those who try to find love through Craigslist. Mostly tall, willowy models and Usher. Or other hot bitchy people who have the time and money to go to a New York City bar and “meet someone.” I don’t have time for that. I’m juggling two jobs and an entire season of “Lost” on dvd. It’s called prioritizing.

And until I have finished said season, it’s all about trailblazing for the cause of Craigslist dating. That and finding a used printer. Any leads? Anyone?