Day 53: The shallow end of the dating pool

Here I sit in the land of expensive sports cars and guys pretending to be someone they’re not.

How am I ever going to find a man of substance here?

I met up with the Pixie for sushi after work and I looked across the aisle and saw a guy get up from his chair and start to show his date the distressing on his jeans.

It was one of the most bizarre things I’ve ever seen.

When I took a closer look at him I could tell he’d had ‘some work done’.  He was clearly in his 50’s but I could tell his face had been pinned back in some fashion.

He was wearing a button down shirt that was untucked with his fabulously distressed jeans.  It was like a midlife crisis manifested out in human form.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.. but then again I could.

It took me back to a conversation I had with the Coffee Fairy and our security guard at work today.  We were all discussing dating and how difficult it is to find a good man in this town.

The guys are rude, and not chivalrous, not to mention ungrateful and always looking for something better.

A lot of them are too old and looking for a really young girl, or too young trying to be something they are not, you know the $30,000 millionaires?

I think the security guard said it best ‘I don’t want to get stuck in some guys wrinkles when I’m kissing him’

So true, so true

This was the opposite extreme, I almost wish the midlife crisis had a few wrinkles at least he would have been believable instead he was a caricature of himself.  At least he was with an age appropriate girl.

We went on with our dinner and had one of our amazing and inspiring conversations which always seems to happen when we get together.

As I was leaving and walking to my car I saw yet another reminder I may be looking for love in all the wrong places as a convertible Rolls Royce pulled out of a parking spot and took off down the road.

 

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