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The Boring Explanation
Oct. 31st, 2006 02:48 amI was asked, so here it is.
A while back, I pitched a fit about Bear411. It wasn't political. Dude can run his site however he likes. It wasn't criticism of bear personals. I lured John into my glistening, syrupy love-trap using a personals site. I still use them, in fact.
And no, I didn't explode after being suddenly overwhelmed with one too many lame personal ads. I live for moments when I get to feel supercilious, and reading personal ads affords me those opportunities hourly.
My problem with Bear411 is that it doesn't freaking work. There's elegant, and then there's Bear411.
You see, I was looking at a friend's ad, and (oh man, I'm really opening up here) I saw that one of the guestbook responders was, like, way hot. So I clicked on his name. Oops, you have to have a membership to do that. So I cut and pasted his name into the address bar. Which is annoying. It's such a stupid, obvious workaround— why set it up that way? It's just irritating. Anyway, I look at this guy's photos, and he walks in serious hotness. I must tell him. Just being friendly, you know?
I can't. To use Bear411, you must have an account. To search, send email, comment, chat—to do anything— you gotta have an account. I try everything for about five minutes, but I can't figure a way around it. Feh, and double feh. I am irritated. Okay, fine. John has an account; I'll use his. So I sign in as John, and begin wading back to this guy's ad. Christ, this site is clunky. Okay, I'm back, and I click to send email.
Instantly, the site is yelling at me. John hasn't updated his account in, like, months. What the fuck is wrong with him? Update! Only losers don't update.
So I go in, and delete a period, and replace it, and save. The site is sated. I may now progress.
I go back to the guy's ad, and click to send an email. And the fucking site yells at me again, saying that I can only update my account once every ten days. What is wrong with me? Am I some kind of serial updater?
So I log out. And log back in. And it yells at me again. I cannot send emails until I update my account, but I have to wait ten days to update again.
I turn my computer off, turn it on, and try again. Same business. So I explode, and log into Live Journal, and that's where we left off, dear reader, with me being all loud and angsty, and hyperventilating because Bear411 wouldn't let me talk to the pretty, pretty man, and now, as a result, HE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM, and if I had a fainting couch in this office, I'd damn well use it right about now.
So that was it. The dénouement of this story is, of course, that I finally found a way to email the man in question, and he totally ignored me. So I say to Randy: See where passion gets you?
A while back, I pitched a fit about Bear411. It wasn't political. Dude can run his site however he likes. It wasn't criticism of bear personals. I lured John into my glistening, syrupy love-trap using a personals site. I still use them, in fact.
And no, I didn't explode after being suddenly overwhelmed with one too many lame personal ads. I live for moments when I get to feel supercilious, and reading personal ads affords me those opportunities hourly.
My problem with Bear411 is that it doesn't freaking work. There's elegant, and then there's Bear411.
You see, I was looking at a friend's ad, and (oh man, I'm really opening up here) I saw that one of the guestbook responders was, like, way hot. So I clicked on his name. Oops, you have to have a membership to do that. So I cut and pasted his name into the address bar. Which is annoying. It's such a stupid, obvious workaround— why set it up that way? It's just irritating. Anyway, I look at this guy's photos, and he walks in serious hotness. I must tell him. Just being friendly, you know?
I can't. To use Bear411, you must have an account. To search, send email, comment, chat—to do anything— you gotta have an account. I try everything for about five minutes, but I can't figure a way around it. Feh, and double feh. I am irritated. Okay, fine. John has an account; I'll use his. So I sign in as John, and begin wading back to this guy's ad. Christ, this site is clunky. Okay, I'm back, and I click to send email.
Instantly, the site is yelling at me. John hasn't updated his account in, like, months. What the fuck is wrong with him? Update! Only losers don't update.
So I go in, and delete a period, and replace it, and save. The site is sated. I may now progress.
I go back to the guy's ad, and click to send an email. And the fucking site yells at me again, saying that I can only update my account once every ten days. What is wrong with me? Am I some kind of serial updater?
So I log out. And log back in. And it yells at me again. I cannot send emails until I update my account, but I have to wait ten days to update again.
I turn my computer off, turn it on, and try again. Same business. So I explode, and log into Live Journal, and that's where we left off, dear reader, with me being all loud and angsty, and hyperventilating because Bear411 wouldn't let me talk to the pretty, pretty man, and now, as a result, HE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM, and if I had a fainting couch in this office, I'd damn well use it right about now.
So that was it. The dénouement of this story is, of course, that I finally found a way to email the man in question, and he totally ignored me. So I say to Randy: See where passion gets you?
