You know, I’m so tired of coming on here complaining about the man situation, but truly the struggle is real. Just a few blips and updates:
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Bachelor Party Marty: Either he’s just plain dumb or he knows he’s the hottest thing out there. I’m thinking it’s the latter and he simply plays dumb. Dude is a stunner - out of my league in the looks department and waaaaaayyyyy too young for me to even mess around with. I thought that maybe, maaaaayyyybe he’d want to hang out with his new pup some over the weekend. He’d asked me what we were doing over the weekend when we met last week and we left it open. I got nothing over the weekend and then a text yesterday asking me how my weekend was and detailing out all of the fun things he did with his new dog over the weekend. Whatever, dude.
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Tinder/Bumble/Dating Apps: The same guys are on all of them, and the pool is pretty shallow. On Saturday, [Athena] and I got together for a quick bite and we ended up comparing notes on these guys. She’d swipe through photos on her phone, and I knew and/or had interaction with or had gone out with the majority of them! This has happened before with my friend Cindy, too. We are all after the same fucked-up and broken men. This is gross.
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- OH! And how could I forget THIS?!!! I have agreed to go out to dinner on Thursday night with a guy who is seventy years old. You read that right. Long story short, he’s an esteemed artist friend of a photographer friend of mine. I “liked” some of his work on FB and he ended up friending me. His studio is in a building where I used to live and we went back and forth on FB messenger for a while with the how-we-know-each-other talk. He ended up asking me to dinner and I felt like I shouldn’t refuse. I’m not looking forward to it because I don’t want to give him the wrong impression. And you never know anyway, right? BUT. I know that he likes me…has told me several times how attractive he thinks I am. I feel uncomfortable.
It’s time to do things differently.
So, we (A and I) have been thinking. Where do the true, eligible, age-appropriate, DECENT men go? What do they do? Where do they hang out?
The short answer, clearly, is not where I am right now. Look. I get out and about quite a bit. I go to several local parks with the dog, I’m on the trail (where LOTS of men are - but they are too busy running!), I go out to dinner, I sometimes go to bars, concerts, events.
But I’m not out doing BOY things, and I think that might be the answer.
A and I have decided we need to go to some happy-hour type places during the week where business takes place. We still need to make a list of places and then start knocking them out one by one just like we are doing the friendship thing by visiting the hot brunch spots monthly at our Bruch Upon a Time club. We could call it something like the Unicorn Hunt (ha!) because that’s seems like what is happening right now.
I don’t know. Maybe I should talk to BIL, that “billionaire” guy I went out with like twice. It’s funny, I’ve seen him again on the dating apps. He’s a player and that’s fine, but maybe he’d have some inside information. Oh - and I also went out with his friend, too. The friend is the one who was about to buy a vineyard in California. I bet those two might have some insight if they know that I’m not going after either one of them, right? Or do you think my inquiry would backfire since I don’t want to fuck either one of them?
I just DON’T KNOW how to do this! You’d think since I’ve been single my whole fucking life that I’d know how to attract a man or at least get LAID. I can’t even get a regular fuck buddy (but we all know that’s because I fall in love every time).
FUCK.
OK. Duty calls, again.
XO,
GS
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