Last night was supposed to be a low-key evening with some of my friends. Dinner and hanging out. Three guy friends and their gf's. I was odd (wo)man out.
One of the gf's suggested someone she knew that'd be 'perfect' for me. I said thanks, but no thanks. I have enough dates. This led to a discussion of how I have been dating a series of asses. (I've never referred to any guy I've dated lately as an ass, have I?)
So this led to the idea that they would post an online ad for me and weed through the eligible prospects.
Um, no thank you.
Two of the three 'friends' (whose friendship is now on treacherous ground) said they knew exactly the type of guy I needed.
Now this amused me. I then asked them to describe the ideal guy for me.
Granted, there was alcohol involved on their end, and I was beginning to feel like I needed large doses myself to get through this evening.
Sum it up to say, I don't think they could have been farther off target. Their focus was all on superficial things like hair-color, age, weight, body-type, and job.
I rolled my eyes.
Ironically, there are a couple of people in my life that probably could do a good job of selecting candidates.
These were not some of those folks.
One of the gf's decided to ring up "W" who would be perfect for me to see what he was doing last night. That's when I claimed I had to be at the fish tank early and needed to go. (I don't have to be there until later this afternoon.) I felt like I was an incomplete table setting because I was solo. I'm not defective because I'm single. (And I'm not cheating on my significant other like 1 of the 3...)
I like my life. I don't think I need a significant other to complete things right now. Sure, I'd like to have someone, but I'm a firm believer that things happen at the right time for the right reasons.
They gave "W" my email and he sent me an email this morning asking me out for drinks.
Can you say "ugh!"
Did you say yes to W?? I didn't like when people tried setting me up. Their only critera was that we were both single! Ugh!
posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 04.23.07 (4:31 pm)
Hell no to W. Dating friends of friends is a recipe for disaster. Imagine if you date, you have sex and you break up - and then he goes telling your friend all the sordid details! Not to mention it being weird.
I have a date Weds night. Thurs night. And a couple of other prospects. (Other than the dude from St. Croix)