Regular readers will know that my love life is akin to that of Elizabeth Taylor -- without the joy or the marriages.
For example, the last one -- no, wait. You'll cry at the serendipity, the love, the miscommunication, the emotional blindness, the stuffed toys on the window sill, and the cruel, cruel end. Tears are not good for a Saturday.
I have tried online dating and met some very peculiar people -- though, luckily, just the one stalker.
More Technically Incorrect
So I am unremittingly fascinated by a new dating site called Tandem.
Tandem, you see, offers protection from some of online dating's deeper woes. For it invites you to bring your wingman or wingwoman along on the date.
Some might think this a little odd. Those with a more perverted bent might even imagine this is some sort of covert swingers operation.
However, it strikes me as bathed in intelligence.
Founder Will Tungpagasit explained it this way to the Huffington Post: "People are a lot more at ease when they're with someone they know, and so we wanted to build a site that leverages that."
This is remarkably human and astute for a software engineer.
Here's another twist: You don't have to be single to sign up. No, I suppose that's not very different from Match.com, where many suspect that a considerable proportion of the participants are merely playing away.
On Tandem, though, the only important thing is that your wingman and wingwoman should be, well, available. And think of how much more fun it is to fill out the profiles. You and your wingperson can do it for each other, which will likely be far more accurate than if you did it yourself.
Tungpagasit offered the Huffington Post more very modern analysis of his site's nuances:
I think the best strategy is to have single friends who are attractive. Maybe someone doesn't think my profile is cute, but she thinks my friend is cute and she thinks, 'Oh, I want to meet that guy. I don't care if Will comes along.' It opens up opportunities for me because I'm not that photogenic, but I'm fun in person. I get an opportunity to win them over with my charm."
What a strange web Tandem might weave. It's like a French movie re-enacted every night of the week.
I feel confident that I and my great engineer friend George are perfect to ride the merry-go-round of Tandem.
He has the looks and the money. I, on the other hand, am not an engineer.
I wonder what sort of parings Tandem might come up with for us.