Dating seems to be very different today than it was when I was doing it. Of course, I was really young when I was dating. It seems like there are SO many ways to meet potentials these days. E-Harmony, It's Just Lunch, 8 minute Dating. I probably would have tried them all to meet people. Where do people meet after they graduate high school?
I was listening to the radio this morning after dropping the 2 older hooligans off at school this morning. The station I was listening to are doing their annual Mile of Men event. This is where guys call in to participate in the Mile of Men, giving their stats and hoping to get a spot in the line up. On the day of the event women drive by and choose which man they want to go out on a date with. The ask the guys all kinds of questions, what do you do for a living? What do you drive? What do you look like?
If I was single I would totally do this by the way...at least drive by and ogle a little. I am a shopping girl after all. But thankfully, no, I am not single and come home to my #1 choice anyway. I digress, the thought of an entire MILE of men, eligible, single men looking for women. That's pretty enticing to a gal on the hunt. Easy...just drive by and point the the man you want. I wonder if they gift wrap?
Anyway, I was listening to the guys calling in and was horrified. Man after man was pathetic and cheesy. One was a salesmen (of course you gotta have a salesman) who was so cheesy I felt like I needed to take a shower after his interview. He described himself as "devilishly handsome". Any man who says that has got to be a beastly runt on the loose. They let him in too. Then some guy called who could barely form a sentence. They asked him his favorite make out song. He hemmed and hawed for at least a minute. Not saying anything but "Uh....I got it...I got it.....Uh....I got it....." It was painful. I can only imagine dinner with this dolt. Come on, everybody knows the best make out songs have to be something by Barry White...or Al Green...or Marvin Gaye. Take your pick and start sucking face already. So glad I am not single in this town today.
My faith in the single men of San Diego was redeemed when they finally got a hold of a doctor, driving some hot SUV, wearing a suit. He was a neurologist. He made the cut. But by the sounds of it, the women are going to be tearing each other to shreds over this one guy. The others sound like candidates for the dating disasters you see on Blind Date.
SO, where were all these fun sort of dating venues when I was single? Oh yeah...I was in 11th grade English class and they frown on speed dating during class time.