I wander into work again. Its been a long day. I went to the temple, took care of stuff for my calling, went on a date, and attended a party. I'm feeling energized but realize its the sort that will probably burn out by about 2am.
As I begin my routine maintenance, I'm ambushed by Abeth. She, too, seems to be full of energy. Its a different sort of energy though. I've seen that energy, that glimmer in her eye before. This is the "I've found the man to end your singledom" glimmer.
"Jill, I've got a secret for you!" she declares with animated guestures. "Today I was taking care of something in the OR and I met this Plastic Surgeon. He's GORGEOUS Jill and he's single." I try to keep my laughter to myself as she goes on and on about how kind, funny, ambitious and attractive he is. My co-worker Laureen confirms that he is handsome and single. After about 5 minutes of them raving about how fabulous he is, I finally let my laughter loose and suggest we stalk him on RoloDoc.
The purpose of RoloDoc is to be able to contact doctors after hours but it includes a picture. The three of us hovered around the urinalysis computer as we pull up Dr.****. He is handsome. He also looks about ten years older than me. As they finish their final praises and conspiring on how we'll meet, I pause and dwell on my dating life.
I'm 24 and single. There is no shame in this. If its possible to have too much fun, I probably come close to it. I have time and money, an unusual and potentially dangerous combination. I'm very happy in my life but the one of the things I want most in my life right now has a nasty tendancy to avoid me like the plague.
I wonder whats wrong with me. I don't have a problem getting dates. My roommates tease me that I go on more dates then everyone else in the apartment combined (which isn't true... not most of the time anyways). I can manage to get a steady date stream with a wide variety of guys but nobody wants to be with me long term. I sometimes feel like I'm that filler date, that girl they go out with while they pine over Tasha or Amanda or Jennifer, thats just like me in every way except she has that way of glancing at you neath sultry lashes and can flash a smile that lights up the room.
::sigh:: I'm going to finish staring at blood... If anyone figures out why I'm so not-longterm-datable let me know....
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