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So, Friday night I dragged my butt out to this singles party thing Malena from the pub had asked us to go to. It had been the source of anxiety all week, coming on the heels of a particular bad bout of romantic loneliness. However, I went. And what I found was about eight people, mostly Polish women in their fifties, and Nigel, one of the Griffin regulars who is, frankly, something of an alcoholic. And I turned around, and left pretty much immediately, and went up to Mindy and Greg's apartment, where I'd been promised tuna melts, but wound up with red wine instead. All good.

There were two lessons learned that night. One, no matter how desperate I feel sometimes, I'm not as desperate as that scene I walked into. I've got a while to go before I'm there. Two, no matter how physically lonely I am right now, even after three quarters of a bottle of wine, I'm trusting my judgement enough to not respond to Greg being cuddly, because I know that way leads shredded boy feelings and badness.

So yeah. go me?

Date: 2007-12-16 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] samy.livejournal.com
You'll find somebody great because you're awesome. :)

Date: 2007-12-16 07:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] khanfused.livejournal.com
>> However, I went. And what I found was about eight people, mostly Polish women in their fifties, and Nigel, one of the Griffin regulars who is, frankly, something of an alcoholic. And I turned around, ... >>

Some years back I went to a 'singles dance' advertised in (and partially sponsored by) one of the local weekly papers -- it was the final event of a singles seminar-or-some-such-thing.

There were about 20-30 participants there ... Not many guys. Mostly -- as with your event -- women in their mid 40s-50s. And this was quite some time ago -- I think I was around 29.

That wasn't the irritating memory ... when I went out into the lobby & the sign-up desk, I got cornered by the guy organizing the event. Think "smarmy used car dealer" mixed with "motivational speaker" and you've got an idea of the vibe coming off of him. He spent some minutes trying to cheerlead me into going back into the dance area because "there's lots of nice ladies in there."

My polite response was something like "Nah ... I'm done for the night."

What I should have said was "No, you pompous ass. There are precisely three women in my age range here. Two work for $LOCAL_WEEKLY_PAPER; the photographer is married, and the reporter has a boyfriend--checked that already. The third was the lady working your sign up desk, and I WAS trying to talk to her before you jumped down my throat and blew sunshine up my ass for ten minutes straight. She just left. Thanks a lot."

Ah, the things we always SHOULD have said. Life's full of those.
Edited Date: 2007-12-16 07:36 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-12-17 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trishalynn.livejournal.com
This is very, very true. Learning what your limits are and how to keep from going over them is something I've been struggling with for quite some time recently. Two pairs of broken/lost glasses in one year is two pairs too many.

Oh, and we'll not forget that a friendship of mine got irreparably damaged, too.

Date: 2007-12-17 06:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dumbphilomel.livejournal.com
Go you. Definitely. It didn't hurt to try :-).

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