Personal Ads

Did you ever wonder about the things you read in personals ads? Oh, right, you don't read them. You're too cool, I know. Well, you probably looked at them once, trying to get your friend a date. Uh huh.

Anyway, I do read them. I keep hoping for that one special ad: "Mountain man with full buckskins and cabin deep in the woods, looking to trap a furry critter for winter hibernation." Of course, personal ads rely more heavily these days on telephone voice mail than paper mail, so the mountain man of my dreams has to run a phone line to that lonely cabin in the woods before he places an ad. That's a high cost of entry, I guess.

But I digress. If nothing else the ads can be funny--sometimes intentionally so, and those are some of my favorites. They're also interesting. I like to analyze them sometimes. If you've seen a reasonable number of ads, you'll recognize some standard phrases that border on if not fall right over the cliff into cliché-dom:

At least those are my interpretations. Your mileage may vary. It's all theoretical, because they're always looking for someone else, usually someone older unless you're older, then it's someone younger. My favorite is when I see an ad I like, then at the end the guy is looking for someone from a different race than I belong to. "But wait, I can play Asian, really I can...."

Ok, maybe I'm not cut out for this personal ad thing. But I keep reading, because you never can tell. It gets lonely up in those mountains, and maybe Grizzly Adams is tired of Ben and wants a new furry critter in his life. Then all those years of wading through the ads will finally pay off.

—Charlie Songdog
September 11, 1997

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