At one point, my blog was about my journey through separation into a new life. If this keeps up, I’m going to have to rename my blog to explain its unusual focus on Speed Dating rather than actual dates where two people talk to each other until one of them realizes the other is a ninny and goes home. Oh wait, maybe you don’t all have dates like that.
As you know from my decision last night, I have decided I will NOT attend the upcoming Speed Dating event in my area.
I think Life has a wonderful sense of humor, or perhaps Temptation is a determined entity, because I received the following in my Inbox about 10 minutes ago:
The 35-55 speed dating event THIS SATURDAY (1/7) at 7:00 at [[A local saloon]] just SOLD OUT FOR WOMEN!!!
MEN – Come go on A BUNCH of fun, low-pressure first dates to QUICKLY find the right person for you to date!!! IT IS GOING TO BE FUN!!!
WOMEN – Reply back to this email with your name/age to be added to the waiting list. We will email you on a first come, first serve basis as additional seats open up!
That’s right. There is a waiting list for women. Wow.
As it happens, I am stoic in my decision. Not because I’ve fallen madly in love. That takes time folks. Lots of time. It’s just that being a single dad with three teens around all the time (one of whom was supposed to go back to college this week) doesn’t leave as much spare time as I would like.
You have to admit though, it’s interesting that this is the second or third time that the seats for women have sold out before those for men. Not just interesting, but intriguing. I wonder why this happens so consistently. I wonder if this is a local phenomenon or a national one. I wonder if this signifies anything about the quality of the women or the men that attend. My mind is often occupied with these trivial questions. No wonder it forgets to do things like ironing, taxes, and make calls to my mum so she doesn’t spend at least 1/3 of each phone call complaining that I don’t call her enough.