I was 30 years old, just out of a long-term relationship and no longer interested in playing the field. It was time to settle down with the right man, get married and start a family. At the urging of several friends (and my worried mother), a strategy was settled upon: I joined Match.com and JDate, a website for Jewish singles.

What followed was a series of bad dates worthy of a romantic comedy: stupidsexual remarks, too much alcohol consumed (by them). A surprising number of men high-fived me, for reasons that remain unclear.

My profile was obviously attracting the wrong kind of man. After one particularly disastrous date