He did not call. I wasn’t expecting he would. By “he” I mean stunning musician guy. I feel like I want to change his blog name. I won’t for consistency, and I cannot deny the fact that he is stunning. I was slightly irked by the lack of a phone call. Why bother telling me you will call me? Just don’t mention it. It’s not like I sat around waiting for his call. I was a busy girl today. I had a doctor appointment this morning. I told him I had a “business meeting”. Well, same thing if you think about it. After that I did a lot of work for my organization. I did send him a text though. I know, that was stupid. Regardless, I feel like he is not a very forthright person. Everything just seems a bit sketchy. He works for a hair salon (that’s not sketchy). His listed last name on facebook is not his real last name (that’s what is sketchy). Don’t tell me to Google you’re name unless you want me to find out information. I am a master of research, especially after working for the museum. I spent a lot of days finding addresses for unlisted names. Skill I tell you! Besides this, I think I have spent way too much time around guys. I can see right through sweet talking. So please, just be a real person.
I went back on the dating website today. I sent a message to the pen-pal guy. I figured why not. It’s been two weeks, and technically he was the one to message me last. I’m getting very tired of seeing the same pictures on that site. I feel like I have either deleted their messages or had a brief conversation with them at some point. I ventured into looking at guys from other countries. I should have done this weeks ago. I have decided I’m moving to Scandinavia. How’s the health care there? If you have ever been to Epcot, you know the most attractive people are in Norway–land. Apparently Swedish guys are pretty cute too. Example – Alexander Skarsgard. I checked out England and Ireland, but wasn’t too impressed. I read a few Australian profiles. I pictured their profiles being said in an Australian accent which was such a great idea. By far though, Norway and Sweden were the best.
The foreign guys seem to actually take time to fill out their profiles. A lot of thought appears to go into it. My favorite Swede wrote his profile as a missing ad for his girlfriend. It went along the lines of she’s shorter than 5’8, has a great personality, etc. It was detailed, and quite funny. I had to send him a message just to applaud his originality. It was at this point I realized I was ok with having a mail-order husband from Sweden. Almost all the profiles were that great. Come on American guys, step it up! One Norwegian had his profile entitled “I want a bad romance”, and had a strategically placed towel in his picture. I just liked the Gaga reference, but if “no shirt on” is a negative on my list then a strategically placed towel is right there with it. Funny though.
I talked to Sally tonight. We discussed maybe going out on the town. Neither of us has actually gone out in the city we live in. Isn’t that odd? The following conversation ACTUALLY HAPPENED:
Me: We should go out.
Sally: We should! We could meet real live guys.
Me: What do people wear when they go out?
Sally: I don’t know. Something sparkly maybe, but not Barbie.
Me: Like black and silver with some sequins?
Sally: That would probably be good.
Me: Hey, what do people do with their jackets?
Sally: I don’t really know. I think they take their valuables with them, and hang the coats up somewhere.
Yeah, we’re single.
-SJ
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