Don’t Fret on Relationships: Allow for Great Expectations
I’m not a spineless laid back single man, lethargically occupied by watching junk tv alone on a Friday night. I’d bet nobody have never seen me talk much on great dating and companionship. That’s just me for ya.
Helplessness is an unfortunate trait and intentionally absent from my pedigree. But I do have a tender heart. I’ll level with you, I had no choice but to put the breaks on a 3-year relationship that meant something to me but essentially carried on to nowhere. So one might go on record saying its been years since I dated. I can’t find the great expectations Denver I used to enjoy.
Being single is new and free. It’s a given that I refuse to sit tight, faithfully devowering Jack Bauer (from 24) reruns. The biggest factor behind this spell of occasional dating lameness? The people I know are settling down, and everyone else is boring.
My go-getting golf buddy, Jim, who will never have dating lameness, informed me he’s almost shooting from the same blind as I am. He introduced me to this Dallas dating service called Great Expectations. I enjoy introductions with new women with similar interests. Go figure, I decided to make a change and I’m now a satisfied member.
The point is, ya can’t complain about not having plans when ya haven’t even put yourself into the game. Like my college basketball coach Terry Kniffen snuck into conversation grinning, “When the ladies don’t bite, bite them first, turbo.”
The man didn’t know my name. However, the old guy was truly a wise sould in a good old fashioned way. He meant well to everyone. The crazy series of singles events in Dallas here might’ve blown coach’s noggin’.
