Last Monday morning The Sleeve came rushing into my office to fill me in on the juicy details of her weekend. Friday night she joined Match.com and subsequently spent Saturday and Sunday night chatting away with 3 different guys. She even landed a date with one of them for the following Friday night. She of course spent at least an hour in my office every day last week telling me about their conversations, dreaming about her possible futures with each one of them, and fretting about what to wear on her date. I indulged her because I could tell she was excited and it seemed like the neighborly thing to do. I was a supportive as an annoyed co-worker could be until she uttered those dreaded words, "Hey you should join Match and find you a man too!" I playfully stared her down and replied that I wasn't at a place where I was ready to try online dating because let's face it for me online dating is just an electronic form of rejection.
The truth is I'm not sure that I am at a place where I'm ready to start dating again after the debacle that was my last relationship and unbeknown to her I have already tried online dating and failed miserably. I have literally tried every popular online dating site there is and have horror stories for each so I no longer view online dating as a viable option for me. It would probably take about 10 different blog posts for me to adequately tell you about each failed attempt so today I will entertain you with one of my favorite online dating failures because it introduced me to sushi.
In an effort to allow him to remain anonymous, because he may have reached a point in his life where he would stumble across my blog post in a drunken google search, I will refer to him as YP because I met him through Yahoo Personals. YP was a recent law school graduate who had moved to the area from the East coast. He had taken a job working with the families of terminally ill patients to help them sort out their wills, DNR wishes, etc. It was very interesting to hear him talk about his work and he was very passionate about it which I loved. We also shared an affection for quotes from the tv show The Office which I think is actually what made him fall in love with me.....well fall in love with our webchats and phone conversations. To keep it casual our first meeting was at a Starbucks. On his profile he said that he was 5' 4" which is my exact height and he was not lying. I wore ballet flats in an effort not to tower over him in a pair of my fabulous heels but upon seeing him in person I discovered he wasn't just your average short guy. I have reason to believe that he was an actual little person who had had that limb lengthening surgery only he didn't have it done on his arms because they looked like they still belonged to someone who was about 3' 4". It was then I realized that I would be sentenced to a life of adorable flats so I wouldn't be taller than my date. I know I shouldn't think this way but I'm vain enough to admit that I did.
We had a few more casual outings that went well and he even took me to dinner at one of the nicest restaurants in town where I was exposed to sushi for the first time in my life. On our next hangout (because apparently in today's dating world you hang you don't date) he invited me over to his apartment. It was a tiny one bedroom with a mattress, a futon, a loaf of stale bread, and a psychotic cat. We cuddled up together on the futon to watch some obscure sitcom he loved that only came on WGN late at night and it was then that he inquired about my sexual comfort level. Actually he said and I quote "I have a healthy sexual appetite and I view it as an important part of a relationship." I found this statement very interesting because up to that point he never even tried to kiss me and after that pricey sushi meal he fed me I would have been more than willing. Intellectually I think we were a good match but I was definitely not ready to get physical. Not surprisingly a week later when I tried to open up to him to see if this "relationship" was going anywhere he said he was no longer interested in pursuing me in that way but that we could still be friends. By friends he meant that he would call me 4 months later and invite me to see the new Indiana Jones movie (which totally sucked by the way) and go dutch. Chivalry at its best! Needless to say we never spoke after that but my love for sushi lives on and I have him to thank for that.
This week's obsession is this striped maxi dress by Felicity & Coco. I've always been a supporter of a great maxi dress or skirt because it looks great on all body types, it's uber comfortable, and easy to throw on to look chic while running errands or grabbing outdoor seating for lunch with the girls. I really fell in love with the criss cross back that gives this dress a little something extra. I'm pretty sure I have to have it to take me into the Spring/Summer season but at least I know I will likely wear it every day.
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