Seeing how I'm picking a dream mate instead of a actual mate I would choose someone along the likes of Mishone from the walking dead tv show.
For a actual mate , sweet , mature, down to earth, blue collar, and a woman who enjoys romance. .

I won't say worse but for sure gets the stupid award!
I went to meet a gentleman I had been talking to for months off POF at our college campus. When I get to the building (about 4pm) where we were supposed to meet I see a fellow who clearly didn't look anything like the photos he had of himself. He called me by name. When I said yes he said OH NO I'm not Gary! (Like he was offended I would even think it...smh and lol) then told me they had to call an ambulance for my date and points across the parking lot. To which I see a man doubled over holding himself and at same time holding one hand up hollaring my name!
I wanted to pretend I didn't see and walk to my car all dumb but for some reason I made eye contact and put my hand up in a confusing what the hell is wrong with me kind of way. so he motions for me to come over and I did. he tells the paramedic I'm gonna take him to hospital to which I hollared out NO IM NOT and he begged he was scared and didn't want to go alone as he didn't know anyone in this town...so I went with him.
Held his hand,his phone, his wallet, his pocket knife, got him water, folded his clothes and helped him into his hospital gown (nice rear end anyways) and laughed at all the stuff I learned while he was talking out of his head on pain meds. then he started telling the staff how wonderful I was and calling me an angel because i didn't even know him before today...lol they just smiled and looked at me all red faced...I'm sure they were thinking crazy!!! Anyways they admitted him for kidney stones (no wonder he thought he was dying) and I finally got home about 6am next morning. Plenty of time to get to work. We talk still that was almost 8 years ago. One of my dearest friends!

Good advice Paint!!!

I'm wondering if people care that there is an actual living person (with a heart and soul and feelings) on the other side of the message they are posting.

I'm thinking I'm glad to be back home after emptying the contents of my stomach at work last night. I hate getting sick.

I just got yelled at for saying that my friend's first step towards happiness isn't getting a job, but accepting the inherent empathy necessary to forgive himself and others for whatever he blames in his past for his present, and that he must seek inwardly as well as outwardly, balancing from where he seeks his validation. I explained that the malady is not his lifestyle but his thinking, and that since previous attempts at following the path suggested by this person have failed and launched him into self-destructive tailspins that there may be a deeper sadness fueling his emotional bondage towards stagnation.

It was his mom.

Ok. Then go for it if you think you got the bases covered. If I stop seeing you on here then I'll know why. lol