So I'm trying to date. I'm 38... which is a death sentence because I'm too old and too young and as a woman apparently that is an issue. If I go to a bar I get 25 year olds who think I'm brilliant and men my age won't speak to me because they are too busy chasing after girls 10 years younger than me.
So I default. I join one of the online dating services... I mean how do people my age find anyone to date?
So there are the winks.. which I decide I am going to treat as if someone winked at me on the street (which doesn't happen) but what if it did??? I would say ewww and ignore it right? So I do and they are all weird and iffy anyway so I"m safe.
And at first I think I'm so cute that I won't email anyone because the emails are going to all pour in... because my fabulousness is going to cry out in my photos... no? NO. So no photos and hideous winks.
And then I think well.... maybe I'm not as cute as I think and the men I get,I get right? Maybe I deserve the man from whereever with the bad clothes standing in front of the BMW at the dealership is my lot. Maybe it is?
But hell no. I'm not signing up for that...did I pay for that? Maybe I did...
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