How are we supposed to know if someone is genuine? Remember the ever-so-slightly younger man to whom I sent my number? For several days I heard nothing. I sent another email, following up on something we’d had in common.

This time he did respond, telling me this is his last day on the site and that I should get in touch through his regular email account (odd, since I’d already sent my number). This appears to be a recurring MO, and a red flag. I don’t know why this is the play, but it doesn’t seem to be on the up and up. And it’s mean. It makes me want to sign off forever. I don’t.

I can’t stop. It’s an addiction. We’re playing the slots, trying to beat the odds. The game is compelling, voyeuristic, intoxicating. The rewards are within our reach, but so evasive.

Hope springs eternal as the bells start ringing and the lights are flashing; a lucky winner just hit the jackpot.