Looking for Mr Right
With the surprise warm weather, I have been mixing my days with work, gym and friends, living a happy single life in the big city.
Over a salad and skim beverage I decided to throw my hat in the ring and put myself out there for all the men to see. But is it as easy as that? Is it easier to fly to the moon then find a suitable partner?
Over the years my criteria list has shortened, with six-pack abs and millionaire being struck off. I completed my new list of requirements for a perfect boyfriend, with a few new attributes rising to the surface, like -藴Must have job’ and -藴Must brush teeth’.
I was overwhelmed with questions -鈥� where to start, what to do when spotting someone you like, what to wear on a first date.
There is always that horrid -藴Describe yourself’ section. God, what am I -鈥� short, fat, average, sporty. I considered this my own creative writing challenge. Slaving away for minutes, it’s sent off or posted with a picture where you think you look your best.脗聽 Now I’m ready to go!
Can you really find Mr Right on the internet? Swimming through the sea of men’s sites, you are bombarded with tops, bottoms, cock/arse shots, with most making a point of letting you know they’re -藴straight-acting’. Being a bit of an actress, I’m not sure I want to be a part of any straight-acting play if it means I have to bend over and wink my arse.
But like many, I’ve heard of boys meeting on Gaydar and then living happily ever after. Is it just luck? Where do you meet these eligible single boys? Is it like the old days with every spare moment spent at the laundromat, waiting for him to come in? Is there a chance of actually meeting someone in a bar? Everyone is as terrified to spark up a conversation as the next person, dreading rejection so much.
It doesn’t hurt to scream from the windows every morning, I’m single and looking.脗聽 You may find Mr Right walking across the road. I have had to stop doing that as I live across the road from Centrelink. Rule 1: Must have job!
