Again, as advertised, there were plenty of men, and women too, but the idea of table-hopping or striking up conversation seemed inappropriate.

Plus, all the guys I felt attracted to were wearing wedding rings. And while people say my industry is insular, I’d argue tech is just as guilty.

"However, upon a face-to-face meeting, most of this list goes out the window — people instead rely on their gut-level reaction to another person." The other problem, according to the research, is the emphasis placed on clients' similarities.

"To be sure, similarity on some dimensions, like race and religion, does predict relationship well-being," two of the study's co-authors wrote in The New York Times.

(Maybe all these elusive single men are single for the simple reason that they never go out.) Both of these scenes were incredibly intimidating. Now it was me who didn’t know how to talk to anyone. In the end, what I learned is that dating in Silicon Valley is no easier than it is anywhere else. Maybe the only way to find love in a city so driven by science and analytics is by keeping the faith.© 2017 Condé Nast. Use of this site constitutes acceptance of our User Agreement (effective 1/2/2014) and Privacy Policy (Effective 1/2/2014).

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Take the 2012 article Online Dating: A Critical Analysis From the Perspective of Psychological Science.

The study's authors sifted through decades of research about what makes people romantically compatible.

I put my laptop on the table and futzed around on my phone (look at how tech I am!

) while eavesdropping on the two cute Aussies next to me, both of whom were married, which I soon realized.

There’s a new Panera Bread in Cupertino.” One guy I swiped right on looked promising: olive skin, over five foot eight, strong features.

When we agreed to meet for a drink, I was imagining some sort of swarthy Latin or Italian lover.

(Last year, it had the highest ratio of single guys to single women in the country.) And I'm not going to pretend it didn't hold sway in my decision to move here from Manhattan eight months ago. After all, I've never been much into jocks and always would rather date a dude in a hoodie than one in a pinstripe suit.