You may be asking yourself "To what sad set of circumstances do I owe the extreme displeasure of having arrived at this profile?"
Well, it's probably after 11pm, and you just saw your ex boyfriend in a mutual friend's picture with his arm around another girl. It's a group photo, but you know you've seen him in another photo standing next to her, but they didn't look as friendly.
You're not sure where that's going to go, but you can't help but feel like you'll be left out somehow, so you've hopped on your old okcupid account. You haven't been here for a while, and are afraid to even look through the mountain of creepy messages that have surely been left by men that are way too old for you and the hilariously inept ones left by those too young for you.
You've sorted through your matches, looked through a few hot guys who are clearly more into themselves than they could ever be into you, and some who just have that "i like to cry" look. Now you're here though. I'm neither George Clooney nor George Burns. I'm not as powerful as George Washington, nor as rich as George Jefferson. No, the George I most resemble is 'Curious,' and indeed I am curious as to where this can go between us.
So what do you say? Be my man in the yellow hat?