26 of 352

Write now Article Tools

About a year ago, I joined an online dating service. I carefully filled out my personality profile, making deliberate note to point out my favorite foods, movies , hobbies, and what I was looking for in a mate. I had a little difficulty uploading my photographs, as I hadn't saved my jpeg files with easy titles, but finally got the job done. I breathed a deep sigh as I hit the "finish" button, hoping beyond much doubt that I might get an email or two in a few days. I wasn't holding my breath, but I really desired to correspond or meet up with a nice gentleman for some company. I had not had any romance in my life in the five years after my husband's untimely death from cancer, and was quite lonely.

Much to my surprise, the next day, I had not one or two emails from possible suitors from the online dating service...I had 65! Sixty -five emails! How could I have doubted myself so much? I , too was worthy of love! A small town Kansas gal, who had a few decades behind her (51 to be exact) and I felt as popular as a school girl! As I began reading the email, one common thread ran through the virtual "letters"...my chest/cleavage! I couldn't understand the fixation on my chest, until I went back to my profile and saw one of the jpeg photos I had uploaded! I was horrified to discover that one of the photos was a cleavage/bra shot I had taken myself with a timer as a joke! (You know, one of those rainy days where you are bored out of your mind, and you...never mind!)

Needless to say, I immediately deleted my profile from the dating service, AND deleted the picture from my hard drive! Often, however, I wonder if those 65 men found the partners with the "assets" they desired...especially that one minister from New England!

Learn more about this author, Elise Warren.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.

Add your voice

Know something about What is the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you??
We want to hear your view. Write now!