SawYouatSinai vs. JDate: What's the right choice for YOU?

So...you're single. You're Jewish. You live in New York. What do you do now? I'll tell you! You put a profile of yourself online and wait for the great, Jewish boys to start buying you dinner.

And by great, I mean boring/narcissistic/illegally living in the country/possibly gay. These are the men that now inhabit my world.

SawYouatSinai: Your profile is totally private until you approve a match. You get your own Yenta, who makes the matches for you. You get to pick her out and everything!! Every time I get an email announcing a new match, I'm swept up into my own, private Anatevka, where I'm praying my matchmaker hasn't matched me with someone awful. "You gotta kiss a lot of toads," my matchmaker said to me recently... While I considered her advice admirable, my lips weren't going anywhere near my last date's face.

JDate: Oh, where to begin...I know! Lets start with all the NON-Jews on JDate. The site is chalk full of goyims who share the same fetish... nice, Jewish girls. Emails from these "gentlemen" usually include the phrase "gotta webcam?"...these emails get erased immediately. Keeping in touch with the rest of the interested Jews on the site can become a full-time job. Dare you spend more then 5 minutes online, you will be bombarded with instant messages from prospective dates. "You're cute, wanna get a drink?" "Where in Colorado are you from? Wanna get a drink?" "Gotta webcam? Wanna get a drink?" After sifting through the pile of Yids, I usually find myself with 3 dates a week. It's really exhausting.

While I'm reserving full blogs to some especially, er, "special" dates, I'd like to take this moment to mock Mr. Narcissistic. This gem was one of the first guys I talked to on JDate. We had emailed a few times and I sent him my number. I became slightly alarmed when he proudly declared, "I'm the guy everyone wants to be when they see me walk into the room!"

"Are you serious?" I asked.

Mr. N ignores my question and continues. "When I walk into a party, I'm the center of attention. People just flock to me."

"Uh huh," I reply, wondering how I'm going to let this guy know he's making me nauseous with out being too mean.

"I'm looking for a girl who is the exact opposite. Who's quiet and shy and just hangs on me the whole night." He actually said this!...and I took this as my out.

"Wow, well, you seem like a *gulp* great guy, but I'm not who you're looking for."

"What are you talking about? I haven't even pretended to get another call yet!" Again I emphasize, he actually said these things!

"I'm sorry, I'm just not good enough for you." Click. I give myself props for making my rejection of this guy into his rejection of me, his monstrous ego never knowing the difference.

Thus, with this first encounter, I begin my journey through internet dating.