Dating

25, 35, 45? Age is simply a number, it is hard to find a decent guy at any age, but it seems to me, that there are so many girls out there for guys to pick from. Biased? I think not. Talking from first hand experience, the amount of girl friends I have that any man would be lucky to date is astonishing!

So why, you might ask yourself, is it so hard to find the right person? Has society made us pickier? Set our standards too high? Do we even really want to find Mr. Right?

I shall tell you about my worst date and then you can answer those questions…

 So I get a call from Adam, whom I had met a few weeks previously in a bar. There was nothing special about him that I could recall other than his blue eyes, I’m a sucker for nice eyes! Anyway I was so wasted the night I met him I couldn’t really remember much about him so I agreed to go on the date.

We decided to go to the Natural History Museum in London. As I was frantically getting ready I realised I was going to be late, half an hour tops! So I thought I’d text him so he didn’t think I had stood him up. – You know me being nice and all. I should have left him there pondering his own existence. Sorry I’m getting carried away with myself aren’t I?

So I receive a text back: No problem, don’t sweat it, see you soon xx

Oh great, I thought, he seems totally laid back, this should be a fun date!

So half an hour later, as warned, I arrive at the museum. We spoke on the phone and arrange where to meet. Ten minutes had passed and he didn’t show, I thought about ringing him but I didn’t want to seem pushy, after all he HAD just waited for me for half an hour!

After twenty minutes, he rings me and rearranges the meeting place to the main entrance of the museum. As I approach the entrance there is a huge queue so I join it and let him know I am there.

I receive a text back saying: Didn’t think you were gonna show, sorry I’ve gone home.

What?!? So he’s just waited for me, arranged where to meet, rearranged where to meet and then gone home?!

I replied: You are actually a cock!

So this is the generation of the male gender that I have to deal with. Am I desperate to find a boyfriend? Am I heck! I only went on the date because I was bored.

So has society made us pickier?

Set our standards too high?

Do we really want to find Mr. Right?

Well clutching at my stomach in pain from laughing so much, I shall answer No, I’m quite happy and content with being single.

How about you?