Riddle me this, readers: why do dudes in their 20’s think I’d be interested in dating them? I’m 37, in nine days I’ll be 38. Whenever people hear my age they are shocked (or pretend to be shocked). Yeah, okay, I don’t look my age, but I don’t exactly look like I’m in my 20’s. On a good day I could probably pull off 32. A few weeks ago when I went to visit my cousin in Canada I met a dude on the plane. He looked EXACTLY like the Jersey Shore’s, Situation – only he was Indian. When I told him how old I was he was absolutely floored. Floored. He said he thought I was in my late 20’s. I think he was looking for a wristy in the last bathroom stall, but still it was flattering.
But still, I seem to draw the young ones. Last year it was Office Adonis who is 10 years younger than I am. Then there was a friend of Biggie’s (engaged, of course) who called me one night to tell me how awesome and beautiful I was. And how we would totally be together IF he wasn’t engaged. Whatevs. WHATEVS. I said it.
Last year when I moved to Philly I put myself up on a few websites. One of my profiles is still up there, not that I bother to date anyone from the site. It serves as an ego boost sometimes – a reminder that there are men out there who are interested. Not that I’m interested in them. For some reason, however, I seem to draw the young ones. The VERY young ones. There have been a few who are still in high school, and A LOT who are still in college. As I go back to review my profile, I can’t seem to find anything which would indicate I’m interested in someone THAT young.
So then why would someone who is easily 15 years my junior want to be with someone like me?
Oh, dating, why must you be so difficult? There are PLENTY of times when I’m so perfectly delighted to be on my one. To be honest, though, there are just as many nights when I wish I was part of a “WE” instead of just “ME”.
Is it too much to ask to be someone’s little spoon?