Dating in the "real world"

WHAT A CROCK OF SHIT!!!

Ok, now that I got that out of the way… lets talk dating… in your 30’s… in NYC. You would think it would be a piece of cake to date or to even meet a decent guy in this single packed city. Think again!

Yesterday a friend of mine and I went to this Victorian bar by Union Square with the hopes of a more mature crowd than what we have been seeing at bars lately. We are so sick and tired of the 20-something crowd. Lillies seemed like the perfect place. The crowd was a good mix of late 20s and late 30s and we were standing right in between. There were a few good looking guys (not too many cause if that was the case I’d think I died and went to heaven). Good music. Good bar food. Expectations went from zero to three (and believe me, three is a high number) in a matter of minutes. And then… FLOP!

Does any man in this city ever walk away from their “click” to talk to a woman he doesn't know? It just seems like all the men out there are more into their guy friends than anything else. How do singles meet other singles in the real world, when everybody’s too afraid to talk to each other. Is it really fear? Or is it something else?

I have tried to meet guys outside the online dating world… to no avail. What gives?

Even Average Joe's can be Assholes

I had a brunch date last Sunday. With a regular average Joe type of guy. This bachelor I got straight out of an online dating site. Nothing special. I have decided to date outside my comfort zone and since it’s my preference to date guys with light colored eyes, I went ahead and agreed to this date with someone with brown eyes. Physically, the guy was not my type. But beggars can’t be choosers and since I’m not getting any younger, I’ve decided to not be as picky in the appearances department. We had normal conversation. I found out we had a couple things in common. He said he didn’t like lies and he didn’t lie. I decided to believe him. He told me about his grandpa, camping trips and traveling experiences. I told him how I came to this horrible city and some traveling experiences as well. He let me try his drink and food. I allowed him to do the same. He paid for brunch (which in today’s dating world seems to be rare). He mentioned a “next time”. I smiled. Now we parted ways so I send him a text message to let him know I had a good time and thanks for brunch and “until next time”… and I never heard from him again.

What gives?!? I force myself to go out on a cold Sunday. With a guy I don’t know, straight out of a dating website. Someone I’m not physically attracted to but seemed to get better looking during conversation. He fucking implies there would be a second date and then… > > >


CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT FOR PEOPLE TO JUST GROW SOME FUCKING BALLS AND BE HONEST TO ONE ANOTHER?

Dear Mr. Coward Asshole:

If you don’t mean or intend to go out, again, with the girl you’re on a date with… do not mention a next time cause you KNOW there wont be a next time. Do not say “ill call you during the week” cause you KNOW you won’t be calling. Stop being such a fucking coward! Or are your dick and balls so small and inward, almost resembling a vagina and that’s why you acted like such a pussy? If this is the case, kindly buy a strap-on and a dildo and OWN it.

Sincerely,

The Dating Police

Dating

I think its time to get back on the dating train and see what happens. I’ve been dreading this moment for the longest but sometimes you just have to jump in.

I’ve heard from the same mouths over and over and over again “things will happen when you least expect them”, “you will meet him when you’re not looking”, “maybe you’re trying to hard”, “you’re not trying hard enough” and “if you don’t put yourself out there you will never meet anyone”. Um… damned if I do, damned if I don’t. ladies and gentlemen, we have a Catch 22 here!

Since obviously my “not single” friends have no idea what the hell they are talking about (either that or they just cant remember how bad it was when they weren't coupled up), I will still do things my way, but will keep in mind their messy advices.

One thing's for sure... I HATE THIS PART OF LIFE!

Diapers v. Walking Canes

I have been off the market (by choice) for a little while now, but lately I have been flirting with the idea and getting myself emotionally ready to jump back on the dating train. No easy task but if I want someone to massage my back when it hurts, and make me breakfast on the weekends, I suppose dating is a good way to start.

I am a 33 year old female that has been single since 2007 and dating on and off since then. I also have a few friends, within my age range, that have been single and mingling about the same time than yours truly. Being single in a city like this (New York) is no piece of cake. Lets keep in mind the male-female ratio, same not favorable to women (in this city). How do you compete in a market saturated by females where the “emotionally available” attractive male market is so scarce and women are giving out their good like its free candy? If you know the answer to that, please… PLEASE email me >>> igotadate@gmail.com <<<.

I consider myself a pro (nothing to be proud of) at online dating, and let me tell you that I keep seeing the same faces over and over again for YEARS. Needless to say, I still have profiles up in a couple sites but I only really use one of them (when I’m bored), which I browse to only see… repetition. Not only we (and when I say “we” I mean my female friends and I) have to deal with the weirdos that NYC and NJ has to offer, but we also have to weed out the professional players with electronic rosters, social misfits, and lets not forget about those with the Peter Pan Syndrome

Now another obstacle we have to jump ... Lately I have noticed that men in my age range do not want to date women in their 30’s as their profiles usually read “Age Preference: 19-29”. I’m sorry but if you are a 35-40 year old man, what in the world would you have in common with a 20 year old girl, and why in the world wouldn't you date a woman in their 30’s? We have also noticed that the emails we receive from “online men” are usually those from the ages between 22-25 and 45- and UP! Why is our pool full of diapers and walking canes?

CAN SOMEONE POINT ME TOWARDS WHERE THE "THIRTY-SOMETHINGS" MEN ARE?!?!

I can't even get cheap tickets to "special" events cause of my age! WTF!!!

This city just keeps sucking.

*Le Sigh*

I just wanna know one thing...

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!?!?

Didn't they know the blizzard was coming? I'm pretty sure they did, cause I did... WE all did. So how come WE didn't see any salt/sand trucks before Blizzy hit us? Or fudging plows during Blizzy's visit? You'd think this is the very first time it snows up here.

Here's the deal... Apparently the Department of Sanitation had a "silent" strike. I mean... REALLY??? Sleeping on the job while newborn baby dies because the Department of Sanitation thought to drop everything during a blizzard of this magnitude sound like an awesome idea... NOT! And here I thought my having to climb thru mountains of snow in order to go to work in the mornings and back home in the afternoons was bad. What kind of douchebags are running this city??? Who dares to play with people's lives like this???

Dear Bloomberg... it's not OK to shrug when speaking about the tragedies and the mess your people made.

On another note... Can someone tell me why the hell New York neighborhoods are still being totally neglected while the Time Square area is pretty much snow free? Are tourists way more important than all of us who pay out of the ass tax rates every year?

I'm sorry but, if I wanted to live in Alaska... I would have moved there! Right?

Well, this guy had the right idea...

When in NYC...

Just sayin.

Uh...

Will come and vent later.