So it has been almost six-months since I started my dating experiment... And, it has been a while since I over-analyzed this topic, so I thought it was about time I spent some time obsessing. Considering the highly unsuccessful last two weeks of dating I have had, this certainly seems like the right time.
When last I wrote on this subject, I had just gone out with a radiologist and determined that we were not particularly compatible. Since that time, I have gone out with an accountant, a test engineer, and a pediatrician. The accountant was very sweet, but quite honestly we would probably bore each other to death...we could talk spreadsheets and financial statements for hours. The test engineer showed some promise...cute, so very funny, young son...we even made it to a second date. However, when infidelity (and I quote, "no man can ever be faithful to one woman") and porn were his two favorite topics at dinner, I decided that perhaps he didn't quite have the qualities that I was looking for. Next? Another doctor... The pediatrician is by far the kookiest one yet... First told me that he didn't remember my name, then told me he didn't drink...when I told him I did drink and immediately ordered a glass of wine (should have been a bottle), he reached over and picked up my glass and said "could I take a sip of this?". Really? This all happened in the first 10-minutes... Other than telling me about how "easy" it is to be a doctor, he had a lot to say about how annoying his ex-wife is, how he has money problems, and how much he just really enjoys karaoke. Yeah...when he asked if I wanted to go out again, my answer was a very firm "no, thank you".
All of these dates have me asking myself the same thing at the end of the evening... Where are the "normal" ones??? My matchmaker and I seem to have a communication breakdown somewhere...or these guys interview well and save the "good stuff" for the dates they get set up on. I have resorted to trying to point her in the right direction by using the good parts of each of them as examples... looks like #1 or #5, personality like #2, etc., etc., etc. Despite all the talk between the matchmaker and I, the dates seem to be getting progressively worse...seriously making me question the wisdom of this entire idea.
Time to try and find some perspective... The point of the whole thing is to get me out of the house, give me a chance to meet some new people (who I probably would not otherwise meet), and have some fun. On the plus side? I HAVE gotten out of the house, met new people and had some fun (I would not characterize it as a lot of fun, but some fun qualifies). So, I guess I should feel like I accomplished what I set out to do? As a bonus, I also have great dating stories...my girlfriends get most of the benefit of that one. On the minus side? I am questioning the wisdom of having signed up for this whole thing and wondering where anyone single manages to find a "good" one.
How do people date for years and years and not get frustrated and disappointed? Is this all just pointing out to me that you can't make things happen? That you have to just let fate chart the course? When you are meant to meet the person who is right, will it just happen on its own? Or, is this as good as it gets? Are these the real options that I have to choose from? I am becoming skeptical that there is a man, in my age range, who is unattached and worth spending time with...but I do still wonder if he might be out there looking for me, too...and maybe he is wondering where he can find someone normal also. That whole idea is what keeps me moving ahead. So, the journey continues...

1 comment:
Oh my god Jenny you write like Carrie Bradshaw, I love it!! Perhaps you have a new calling in life as a writer : ) I'm sorry to hear about your "Frog Tales". I'm sure at that time it was dreadful, but reading about it it sounds completely hysterical. Don't worry your prince will come, you are way too good to be passed up for very long. Just keep doing what your doing and keep your standards high. You deserve the real Prince Charming not some imposter.
love,
Connie
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