But as is the world of dating, when I took my little scorecard home of my “yes” and “no” matches to plug into the Hurry Date online matching system, only three matched equally with me. I suppose that’s not bad considering that I kind of said yes to most of the guys just to throw my coin in the “eh, you never know” fountain. I’ve contacted one. Haven’t really heard from him yet.
Maybe it’s because he didn’t like my wrinkled dress. But it’s early still. I’ll keep you posted.One thing is for sure though. There is no accounting for taste in the jungle that is finding a mate. While taking a little restroom break after my dates, I heard other female daters responses. Let’s just say they weren’t going home with a scorecard full of little circles around their “Y” responses. As me and the team’s assistant editor left the speed-dating establishment, it was those same girls chatting it up with some really unaware guys!Got any ideas for me to survive Valentine’s Day??
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That kevin is an asshole deluxe. I don’t know how you did it. Instead of a Shirly Temple I’d have to shoot a double Rumplemintz to get through that evening.
Greg. That’s pretty funny. I think a lot of people really believe that guy was serious. We were just funning for the laughs.
“Got any ideas for me to survive Valentine’s Day?”
I disregard it, whether single or not. I don’t see the point of observing a “holiday” constructed simply to get the greeting card and florist industry richer. I also don’t like the idea of a calendar dictating when I should act romantic.