After many months on this site, I can only say it’s not been an uplifting and positive experience.
Many of the women I chat with echo the same theme. There are forums all over the web where men voice their frustrations with the miniscule percentage of responses they get from women on OKC.
If doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is the definition of insanity, then I guess the best definition of me is INSANE.
I even went so far as to pay to upgrade to the prestigious A list, where I had access to the “Boost Profile” button. The button seems so unfair to the young ladies out there searching, since it gives me priority over men who may be a better match for them. But click away I did and to what end? Nil, nada, nothing, no messages.
I read online of the computer “genius” who figured out how to up his match percentage with targeted women via some back door hacking techniques so I thought I’d try that technique. Turns out I didn’t need to do any hacking at all. A little common sense psychology is all it takes. Scan a profile, get a feel for the woman’s religious beliefs, read a few of her answers to select questions and you can guess her answers and level of importance to many others well enough to get your match percentage into the mid to high 90’s. That finally did get responses, but I felt guilty and had to confide in my target(s) what I had done. You can guess how well it went from there.
Perfectly good honorable people come here seeking love and don’t even get respect. If they stay, many degenerate. Women have told me of their frustration in the fact that they can’t trust the men they get messages from. From the postings on forums, it is apparent that many men have come to believe that simple honesty gets them nowhere.
We are expected to put our faith in a cold heartless computer to match us with potential mates and the program it is running is written by computer geeks. I don’t mean to disparage geeks, some of my best friends are geeks, but many of them wouldn’t know what to do with a woman if one sat on them.
Yet, I still feel a sense of hope. Why? Because misery loves company. If this site makes you miserable and you want company, I’m your friend.