Um, Nope.

Much has gone on before and since Thanksgiving. Other than me gorging myself on good, homecooked cuisine courtesy of my mum, and a few other bizzaro incidents, nothing huge to relay here. I decided to attend the staff Chrismus bowling shindig, afterall. Hey, free food, why not. I figure, I don't have to bowl nor do I have to stay long. I'm sure it will be fun. I may be able to laugh at the weird antics of some of my co-workers if anything else. Speaking of co-worker, a couple of weekends ago, I went out (boozing) with one. She called me up one Saturday and said she simply had to get out of the house. She is a single mother... 3 kids, so I understood why. Upon her arrival, she was in awe of my bachelorette pad and said that she "missed all of this." I think people, particularly married ones with children, tend to think that single women and men live carefree lives full of sex, booze, and punk rock'n'roll. While the middle of this equation may or may not be true for some of us, single people are not running around having unlimited amounts of sex. I know I'm not (I wouldn't mind it though). We are not a bunch of wild hedonists running willy nilly with our clothes off and shit. Speaking for myself, I know that while I'm fortunate to have my own crib and to be self-reliant and totally independant, dating can be a downer. It is so difficult to date nowadays. Weeding out the assholes from genuine dudes can be exhausting. I've pretty much given up and have decided to abstain (this time I mean it) from making out, sex or any other forms of intimacy until the guy proves to be genuine and serious about his intentions. I am sick to death of dealing w/ obnoxious, wanna-be player, jerks who think chicks should just be happy to have them around. Um, no, sorry. Also, just because I enjoy living alone and engaging in social activities... alone, doesn't mean I'm lacking in anything! People (other women in particular) are all like, "aww, you're single and live alone?... you'll find somebody." Whatever. Did it ever occur to those same women who stuff their feet in their mouths, that I enjoy being single and relish taking my time before I delve into something that just isn't for me, headfirst? Yes, dating is difficult (particularly if you stumble upon a married man who lies about being married) ... but save your sympathy... it's not needed. I have an impenetrable, NO TOLERANCE policy for bullshit and will be even more steadfast in enforcing that rule, if I start dating consistently again. If I don't find someone to date consistently, that's fine too. So no, the lives of singles are no more easier than the lives of marrieds and single parents. I get stressed out about the trials and tribulations of life just like they do. I resent them saying I have it so easy. Because I don't.

2 comments

supine said...

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TiffJ said...

Supine.
Thanks so much for your for reading and then offering your feedback.