Hey there! I was watching what else, a reality show (cause that’s the only kind of new programming on nowadays plus it’s my guilty pleasure), and in one scene, there was a couple eating very expensive black caviar (beluga Sturgeon). They loved it and were not afraid to gush about it’s fabulousness.
I’ve had the opportunity to have tried that very same caviar. I’ve also had the opportunity to try it’s least expensive counterpart (on many more occasions than the expensive caviar) … you know, the orange salmon eggs you find sprinkled on pre-made california rolls found in your local supermarket as a garnish? Both are equally unappetizing and not that special.
The only difference being, the pricy kind has an oily consistency. Guess baby belugas secrete liquified money? Or what you’re really paying for is pricy olive oil for the eggs to swim and do laps, not the eggs themselves? Or maybe you are paying for the olympic coaches used to train the eggs to swim in the olive oil ooze? Those high profile coaches can be expensive.
What’s my point? No one automatically likes caviar in and of itself (on a spoon), no matter the price. Instead, we are taught that we should.
Baby beluga equals sophistication, riches, and giant yachts filled with beautiful people. And who doesn’t want that? If you break it down, it tastes like an oily salt lick. Which is delicious only on a cracker… much like anchovies, which are a fraction of the cost. We are taught anchovies are gross and equal doom. Ok, maybe not doom… but we’re taught not to like them.
If we are so easily swayed by fish eggs, what else are we taught to like and dislike? Salvation versus doom?
How about online dating? I’m still confused as to why this is still a faux pas.
We are taught online dating equals desparation and last resort. It also equals crazy people looking for love. In this instance, online dating is like the anchovy on a cracker.
We are also taught that the ideal way to meet someone is through “mutual friends” which can also mean a meeting you are not afraid to share with your friends and family. This meeting can be the Sturgeon caviar of love matches cause everyone wants to rave about it.
At the end of the day, whether you meet online, in a bar, through your parents, college, on a mountain in Greece, the important thing is you meet.
Online dating is just an accelerated process in meeting a whole bunch of people in a shorter amount of time. You still meet the crazies of the world, but you also meet a lot of great people (just like you), too.
So save a few bucks on the fancy caviar and join an online dating site… with pride.
Who prefers caviar to anchovies? Isn’t it really the cracker that makes a big difference? Who is still afraid to try online dating? What are your reservations?
Would love to hear from you!
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