Match dot com

So, in a moment of weakness, I signed up for Match.com. I didn't pay anything. They simply send me a menu of men each night. I'm not sure, since I sent them no money, if I'm actually allowed to partake of this buffet or not. I would guess not. It's kind of hilarious, right? I mean, "here are your fresh picks for this evening mademoiselle. What do you think?" This one is cute but ABSOLUTELY wants children. This one is spiritual but not religious. This one is conservative and Christian (yet somehow being sent to me, an agnostic progressive....hmmmm). I'm sure each is convinced that they are unique and special people yet they all kind of look the same. They all look the same, just like I'm sure the myriad of headshots that we all slave over look the same to casting directors or the thousands of look books that boutique owners get in the mail or their in-boxes look the same. Same for scripts, novels, essays, blog entries or or or or or or....It's all the same. How do we reconcile this state of affairs with the reality that we are individuals and we all want something, which may look alike, but will feel absolutely mind blowing and original.....