Wednesday, February 18, 2009

if only beck were single (wait, is he?)

So, after work today I did my usual routine (lock door, take off pants on the way to the bathroom, read rolling stone on the toilet, then flop into bed and check my facebook) when I started thinking about internet dating.
In the interest of full disclosure, I have a horrible time with dating. Awful. To the point that I don't tell anyone close to me when I have a date, but rather pretend I have homework. My instincts are almost always wrong, my choices questionable. So, what is a girl to do when every date she's had in eight months goes horribly, but comically, wrong?
Here's a running total of awkward dates that I have had the misfortune of going on:
1. The evangelical christian who started the date with the statement, "just so you know, I'm religious"
2. The awkward guy who didn't talk except to buy me drinks, but kept playing with my shoe
3. The guy who wrote the poems, the really really bad poems that he insisted on reading and then told me that I have an "ancient soul"
4. The old guy in a trenchcoat who dropped his number in my lap on the train and then sat in front of me, winking every time I accidently looked up.  This was not a date, but it was amusing. The name on the paper was Randy, but I couldn't figure out if it was actually his name or a condition he was feeling. I have it stuck on my bulletin board for amusement.

Due to this perpetual wave of bad luck, I am open to new avenues. Internet dating scares the shit out of me, but the television says that it works, so who am I to disagree. If I were to place a personal ad, though, I would have to put one of these up:

1. Woman, 23, looking for a man with a large record collection who doesn't mind her raiding it. Must enjoy fine literature and amusing names for cats. Should not own a shot gun or confederate flag. Must be open to late night slurpees and forgiving said girl when the slurpee keeps her up until four in the morning playing wii.

2. Beautiful and talented local legend, 23, looking for a male housewife. Must enjoy having supper ready when I get home from work, and not mind frilly aprons.

3. Woman seeking man who is amusing and sweet, but not sweeter than her. Should like seeing movies based on comic books, but not own all of the collectors editions of said comic books. Being able to play musical instruments a plus, but not if you only learned it to pick up girls. When asked, you should answer, "what is world of warcraft? sounds silly". No stoners/drunks/Phish fans, please.

So, I have some soul-searching to so. Is the right guy out there at this very moment, checking a Vonnegut out of the library? I suppose that you need to take the bad dates with the good, right?
I have faith :)

2 comments:

  1. Ok. So I had no idea before this moment that this blog existed at all. I thought to myself, Ally has another blog? But alas, I am so glad that you do.

    I love this particular entry. It cracks me up. And just so you know- not that you wouldn't- every one of those potential ads describes you absolutely perfectly.

    Also, did the awkward shoe-playing man have a foot fetish, or was this just a nervous tick? I am curious.

    With love and lust,
    Alli

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  2. i am thinking foot fetish, lol. he really, really, REALLY liked my red stilettos. which i do too, but not in a masturbate with them way or anything.
    i am so glad you are starting a blog too. this one is my practice for if i ever want to become a humorist. i am training to be funny.
    btw, you should check out my baby sister's, it's soooo good. she's the one who got me on here on the first place... her name on here is "quinn".

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