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Ted Mosby of Seattle

Dating, to me, is an exercise in futility. Dating in the Seattle area is exponentially difficult with the Seattle Freeze plus the overall passive-aggressive culture that is widely accepted.

Makes sense to me, as math is hard (see what I did there?)

It left me wondering though, what is the rule of probability of finding a woman, that's the "one"? And why is it that I want to be Barney Stinson, but let's be honest, I AM the Ted Mosby of Seattle? I was even gifted thee book - The Bro Code which I have read so I'm read-y to deploy those articles.


I did the math and it's ... bleak.

World population: 7.4B
USA population: 318.9M
Washington State population: 7.06M
Western Washington population: 5.2M
Seattle Metro Area (Seattle Tacoma Bellevue) population: 3.61M

Now, it's time to get granular with this:
29% of that population is in the age range of 30 to 49: 1.046M
50% of that population is female: 523,450
48% of that population is un-married status of some sort (never been, divorced, widowed): 251,256

Let's say, for argument's sake, that 50% are in a relationship that isn't necessarily married: 125,628

The Barney Stinson in me exclaims, "This is awesome!"
The Ted Mosby in me bemoans, "This is terrible."

Why? Because while that's the possible dating pool, that's not the reality of Seattle dating. Again for argument's sake, let's suggest I have access to 10% to it - 12,562. I'm not even gonna try to meet, and/or date 12,000 females. That's just ridiculous to entertain.

So, break that down, with another 10% portion of the population. 1,200 seems high until you break that down further. Minus out the Seattle Freeze girls of 85%, and the passive-aggressive culture that I mentioned before, of 14.5%, and we're down to .5%.

Based on my dating history since my divorce (8 years ago), I have dated less than a dozen women, mostly because I usually will transition to a long-term relationship with them. Again, more classic Schmosby versus the Barnacle.

That means .01% of them liked me enough to date me, which tells me, that the probabilty approaches 0. Huh, you say?

What I'm saying is that the chances of me meeting Mrs. Right, let alone Ms. Right-For-Now, is nothing! *SIGH*
Especially since I have the dating aptitude of a fictional character in a canceled situational-comedy television show!



'los; out




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