Oh well

After your resounding advice, I consented to having a drink. He beamed. He told me I looked lovely, and he paid. I'm still just not that interested. Sadly, I'd like to be the sort who has a handsome younger man on my arm, but this is not the one. I find him dull.

Dull is not sexy. Oh well.

Comments

Mnmom said…
Dull is dull. Don't waste your time if you aren't having some mutual fun.
3:43 pm
Elizabeth McQuern said…
Darn! I was rooting for you. I've been casting about for some enjoyable male companionship, too, and everything around me is 5-10 years younger.

But yes, dull is not sexy.

Onward, single sister.
6:36 pm
michaelg said…
I think we've uncovered a slight difference between men and women here. Men seem to need little or no brain engagement if the idea is to objectify someone for short tem pleasurable pursuits. Is this why men are pigs? Or maybe just one of the reasons why?
8:24 pm
Madame Leiderhosen said…
I've always wondered: what IS sexy? What is madasscrazysexy?

Sounds like everyone else would improve in comparison to this poor kid, even if you have to explain spontaneous water balloon fights and the strangely American pie-throwing fetish. (Diagrams usually work best.)

When I was a single unemployed mercenary dating for food (three weeks in my mid twenties), I could justify allowing someone to pick up the tab by knowing I could do an impression of charming and interested for 64 minutes, 20 seconds. It seems that the least one could do. (For the record I only had to escape post-entree through a restaurant kitchen once. Republican. Married.) We owe it to you to be at least interesting, if not dazzling and well-shod.

What is dating if not to be amused? (-sigh-) With SF Bay breezes and affection, Madame L.
10:40 am
Scott J. said…
Well, shoot!

I was hoping for something more along the lines of, "... and by the time we found my underwear, the fire dept. had arrived, so we had to...", but I'm a dreamer and slightly bent.

Now, the question is: does he have a blog and what did he have to say about your quasi-date? Hmmm...
12:42 pm
Cup said…
Can't date dull or dim. If you don't dig him, let him go.
3:04 pm
Dale said…
Did you at least get the chance to say 'are those seven tiles in your pocket or are you just happy to see me'?
8:53 pm
Coaster Punchman said…
I TOLD you to take him to Red Lobster! Everything would have been much better there.
2:02 am
Kireliols said…
I misunderstood...I didn't think it was your arm on which you'd hoped he'd be! It doesn't take brains to scratch and itch, cute is really all you need.
10:29 pm
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