Nate Rifkin datenate hustler click bait copywriter joke. shouldyoudatenate archived page.

“Why This 6’ 4” Passionate Businessman is
Offering a FREE Dream Vacation To a Lucky
Woman… ”
Chances are, this opportunity is not right for you… even if
you’re an exceptionally intelligent, beautiful woman who
secretly dreams of meeting a great guy…



My name’s Nate.

If you’re a single woman in your 20s or 30s and you’re tired of meeting the same boring guys…

If you’re sick of getting hit on by men with no manners…

If you’ve had it with guys who seem nice, but turn out clingy and desperate…

And if you’re interested in meeting someone who truly values you for YOU, loves to listen, and cherishes living life to the fullest just as much as you…

… then this might be one of the most intriguing letters you ever read. In fact, if you’re open to an exciting, fulfilling, love affair (with the right guy) then this letter might change your life.

But perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself.

It’s true that I’m offering a free, romantic vacation, so keep reading…

… but don’t get your hopes up


Because even though I’m offering a fun getaway wherever you want… chances are almost zero I’m the guy for you.

Even if you’re a healthy, beautiful woman who’s ready to feel the exhilarating chemistry of a truly deep, enriching relationship.

In a moment I’ll give you three reasons why I’m seriously not the guy for you. One of them might actually offend you.

Before I get to that, check out the recent photo of me to the right. I’m 6’ 4”, have dark brown hair, green eyes… and if this were like all the “dating profiles” cobbled together by typical guys, it’d drone on and on about liking movies, sports, and all the other vapid drivel you may have been bored by a thousand times.
Behold me in all my Glory!

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Instead, I’ll give you the three reasons why there’s a near 100% chance…

… you shouldn’t date me!


The first one is, I am a recovering obsessed workaholic. Of course, I’ll balance things out for the right woman. But I’ll still always have that drive.

I wake up a little after 7AM, shower, exercise and meditate for an hour, then… I step into my “office” (desk in the corner of my apartment) and immediately get to work.

And let me tell you… do I ever work!
Actually, right now I’m:
Launching a nutritional supplement business of my own…
Designing the charitable aspect of the business, so I can truly help make this world a better place…
Putting the finishing touches on advertising campaigns for five different nutritional supplements, and helping coordinate their launches…
Making regular cross-country flights to the east coast, to help drive a massive business forward along with…
A legal department that wants to rip my head off (well, it feels that way sometimes)…
A talented product developer, eccentric editors, and vendors constantly “out to lunch” on vital projects (like the time our customer service phone number got forwarded to some random stranger right after we launched our first sexual health product – ask me how much fun that was) …
The scrutiny of the FDA which (like any federal government entity) is an inept, deplorable, and useless organization…
And a production team that loves/hates me for all the work I line up for them…
On top of all that, I’m facilitating regular get-togethers with other business owners here in Denver, to exchange ideas (it’s actually easier than it sounds – I just ply them with liquor)…
It’s like the TV series Mad Men,
but without the cigarettes or fedoras


Still a healthy amount of drinking though.

But despite the medicinal Chartreuse in the afternoon (or, in a pinch, a good stout)… the days in my “office” get rather grueling.

I’ll take breaks to workout at my gym, cook some food, and do some afternoon meditation. Or simply gaze out my patio doors at my downtown Denver view (it’s half the reason I chose to live here).

And at the end of the day?

What is my big reward for all this planning and obsessing and writing and thinking and solving and creating and caring and so on?

Do I go out to a party? A bar? Or even spend a quiet evening with a lovely lady, cooking dinner and watching a movie?



I collapse on my bed… sleep… then leap right back up to do the whole thing all over again.

Weekend fun has been tossed out the window in favor of traveling for business:

Recently I jetted to Anaheim, CA for Natural Products Expo West… then Jacksonville, FL for a private meeting on marketing nutritional supplements… and then back to Florida again (this time Orlando) for another expo. Next up is Vegas. Then Cabo. I think there’s another Boise, ID trip in there somewhere.

Standing on an apartment patio on the southern tip of Manhattan – I love travelling here… and a view like
this is best shared

Another benefit of my career – getting to speak on stage with a full bar included
Makes for an exciting business life while simultaneously…
Ruining my social life!
Don’t get me wrong. I love everyone I work with (save a few banana-heads who should be fired). But the extreme devotion has tossed me out of the social loop.

Heck, I barely have any idea what movies are playing now, or what’s good on TV.

The only reason I knew the Pats made a comeback and won the Super Bowl in the first-ever overtime, was because I could hear the cheering in the apartments around me.

Not a doctor – but I can play doctor.
And you know what else I don’t have?

No enjoyable, relaxed dinners.

No fun time spent on the couch.

No nights out.

No travels to exotic destinations just for pleasure and nobody special to share the adventure with.

The truth is, being a passionate workaholic isn’t the only reason my social life has gone to hell. Actually… it probably isn’t the real reason at all.

Listen. I’m sure you appreciate honesty in a man.
So I’ll risk embarrassment
and flat-out admit to you:
I’ve never had much of a social life to begin with. Which leads me to the second reason why you shouldn’t date me:

Despite having a big “battery” for social interaction… I’m still a major introvert at heart.

This solitary nature… combined with my former life of workaholism… has left me without someone special to share this adventure with.

Rather than sulk about it, recently I decided to do something.

But that “something” sure as heck won’t include stumbling to bar after bar or club after club.

And I don’t have time to hope I’ll run into my dream woman while picking out produce at King Soopers… or lock eyes with her across the room at Galvanize…
(… superb place to talk shop with fellow business owners over coffee, by the way.)

But then there’s the internet: A perfect way to put a little “science into the search.” But on Tinder, I only get to feature some pictures and 500 characters. Why the hell would I restrict myself to that? I wanted to make a special effort for the woman I’m going to meet.

Hence this website. It won’t resonate with 99% of women. But I didn’t write this for them.

I wrote it for you.

Look. Despite putting it all “out there” … I’m still that introvert… and won’t win any awards for popularity in the near future. Or congeniality, for that matter. But what I lack in “coolness” is more than made up for in overwhelming ambition which propels me forward every day with more enthusiasm than the last.

Ambition for what? To build a great career, huge businesses, enjoy sumptuous living, support my mom in style for the rest of her life, and make the world a better place through the marketing I do.

Coupled with that passion is the desire to meet a spectacular woman who can not only tolerate that kind of a guy… but actually appreciates that mindset and way of living. And is excited to live some fun adventures with me, and experience the fulfillment reserved only for those who truly work and stretch and strive for their accomplishments…
…Perhaps relaxing and getting cozy in front of a fire in a
mountain-side condo after a fun day skiing Aspen… enjoying
frozen cocktails on a South American beach…

… conversing about the rich experiences we’ve had in life… how we’ve evolved as a result… and the ways we’re sculpting our futures… there might even be a moment where after taking in a beautiful view over a dinner when we stop talking, I look deeply into your eyes, and we both smile as we simply enjoy this splendid moment of pleasure together…

I don’t know about you, but I do more than dream about travelling and living in opulence… this is what I’ve been working at for years. (I haven’t quite reached these goals now, but every day I get closer…) And when I meet that special woman, she just might be able to tempt me out of the office once in a while…

… or maybe more. Because I’m the sort of lover who is loyal to the woman I cherish, and wants her to blossom, to help her grow, and makes her feel good. In my opinion, that’s an important part of a satisfying, exciting relationship, wouldn’t you agree?

Just in case you find yourself realizing more and more there might be some chemistry, here’s reason number three why you probably shouldn’t date me:

Don’t much care about sports, music, or TV (although I’m amassing a list of shows to devour marathon-style like Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, etc.)
Have nary a presence on Facebook and hardly ever visit YouTube or Twitter or Instagram or whatever the latest popular social networking site is
And… basically… I abhor the stuff 95% of the population obsesses over!
Which is probably why (while everyone else partied at college, met people, grew up, and did all the usual fun stuff 20-somethings do) in the past decade, I:
Dropped out of college…
Scrambled for years to start and grow my own businesses
Made so much money so fast it literally scared me…
Slogged through a near-half-decade stint of living close to the poverty line…
Went bankrupt…
Took a “temporary” job standing on a street-corner, waving a sign for a retail store while wearing a goofy costume… for almost three years…
Loaded trucks for a laundry company (that sucked)…
Unloaded trucks after that (also sucked)…
…Through all that, I’ve basically stopped caring about what other people think of me
The risk of sounding like a total sap… learned to love myself as well.

And, at the further risk of drowning in sappiness… many times while I was trudging through those dark times, I’d often imagine how… even though I was technically alone… it was almost as if my dream partner were already with me, and we were cheering each other along.
Like one of my favorite scenes from the movie Forrest Gump:

Forrest Gump: “… Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out… and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water… like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn’t tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It’s so beautiful.”

Jenny Curran: “I wish I could’ve been there with you.”

Forrest Gump: “You were.”

I’m grateful I went through everything I did, because I needed the growth. To be candid, I don’t come from a happy family. My parents divorced when I was 7 and I don’t think there was ever a speck of love between them.
Some people want to know that kind of thing upfront about a potential partner, so there it is. And I completely understand – it takes an ocean of willpower to overcome childhood programming. Most people never do.
As you can see, I don’t pretend I’m remotely normal. For the average woman, that’s a dating deal-breaker

But if you’re still reading this, perhaps you enjoy my odd humor. So you might get a kick out of this list of…
Things Nate does NOT want in a woman:
X 1. Dionysian Divas: Do you drink now and then, or smoke a little pot? Good! Both are proven to enhance health. But please – read that first sentence again. See where it says “now and then” and “a little”? Those words are important to me. So if your idea of “now and then” and “a little” and is to get drunk or stoned every day, and your idea of good nutrition is to top off your extra-large pizza and cinnamon buns with a diet coke…then I’m not the guy to help you polish your plate.


No. But yes to the cash.

Sorry Santa but no.
X 2. Exercise Atheists: While my arms are in zero danger of bursting any jacket seams… I do take care of myself. In fact, now that I’m sprinting and fasting regularly, my abs have returned and I aim to keep them around. It thrills me to study nutrition and lifestyle, and how they can enhance health and longevity. I intend to meet a woman who shares that passion.

X 3. Lackadaisical Ladies: Is your big daily accomplishment plopping in front of your TV for a reality show like I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant – Celebrity Edition… followed by updating your Facebook page about the plot details? Super. But I’m looking for a woman who desires more.


Also, please no women hitting me with a rolling pin. I found this on Shutterstock and there was no way I was going to *not* include it.
X 4. Prolific Partiers: On the other hand, maybe you are full of energy… yet your primary goal in life is to cut out of work as early as you can so you can hit the nearest bar or club. If so, I’ll take a permanent rain check.



WTF no…
X 5. Prosperity Poo-Pooers: Don’t laugh. As a bonafide greedy capitalist pig, I’ve figured out that free markets and unfettered entrepreneurial spirit are the best things for this planet. And unfortunately, this idea shocks otherwise intelligent, healthy women. So let’s just get it out of the way now: If you’re dead-set on liberalism instead of libertarianism, our stars were not meant to cross.

Bahahahha I just found another rolling pin photo
X 6. Anyone Who Sneers At Spirituality: Surprised, especially after what I just said? Don’t be. Delving into my own spiritual side (for lack of a better term) and practicing meditation has completely transformed my life. So anyone who’s never felt such a connection, probably won’t connect with me. Although I couldn’t come up with a pithier alliteration for labelling such folks. Maybe you can?
Well, anyway, that’s my laundry list of what I don’t want and, in fact, what I can’t stand.

Also, no zombies.
Now comes the hard part. It feels awkward to say what I do want, because if I get too explicit, it will probably seem like I’m an insensitive clod ordering something from a restaurant menu.

On the other hand, if I don’t lay down some guidelines, this website will be answered by many women who would not be at all compatible.

Anyway, here goes:
How to know you’re the woman I’m writing to

My idea of a perfect woman is someone who is intelligent, healthy, happy, ambitious, spiritual, and has a good sense of humor.

As far as age is concerned, if you are somewhere between 22 and 35 that’s just fine. If you have a slender, healthy body, a reasonably slim waist, and a very pretty face then, quite frankly, you sound like heaven to me!

So much for specifications.
Anyway, does any of this sound good to you? I hope so. Every word on this page is true. Yes it’s clever and, although I’ve made a modest attempt to make it entertaining, you should also know that I am sincere.

Yes, including the part about a free vacation. Of course, we should meet and at least exchange a couple conversations before jetting off into the sunset. But if we hit things off, feel an intense connection, and want to see where the future will take us, I’ll make it happen. Wherever you want, for at least three days.

So there you have it. If you’re at all excited or passionate about meeting someone like me, take a chance and write a message to me.
It’s easy to do – just write something in the open field at the bottom of this page, and click the “Send Me Your Exciting Message!” button. That’ll send your note straight to me. Or you can grab my private gmail address at the bottom of this page, and send me an email. In the Subject Line, put “Take Me To… ” and wherever you’d like to go. Then tell me why. I’m sure we can have a fun conversation from there, and maybe more.

Make sure to send along some recent, full-length pictures. You know what I look like, so it’s only fair that I can see you too. If you use the message form below, there’s a handy button below to upload some photos.

Even though I appreciate a message you put some thought into, you don’t have to write a book (like I pretty much did here!) …

You don’t have to be a writer at all…

… you just have to be YOU.

Tell me what YOU’RE passionate about.

Tell me what gets you out of bed in the morning… what you enjoy most in life… what you’re going to create in the future… and what you’re loving right NOW.

I can’t promise I can respond personally to you right away – but one thing I CAN absolutely promise is whatever you write to me will be private and seen by my eyes only.

But please do not hesitate or put this off for later. A good message right now is better than the perfect response that never gets sent.

Remember, there’s only one of me and I want only one woman. If I get a mountain of responses, I might end up dating someone else when it should be you.

Or maybe I’ll have to take this page down for some reason. It could be gone tomorrow… so I’d love to hear from you TODAY.

Who knows – maybe fate brought us here. I put myself out there and I’m sure something amazing’s going to happen. But only if you take the next step…

Send an exciting message to me, and let’s see what magic happens.

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