It Could Be Oh So Much Worse

17 Feb

Friday night, I went out for drinks and appetizers with my dear friend Diane.  We went to Murray’s, which is an excellent steakhouse in Minneapolis.  For those of you who’ve never been, I highly suggest you check it out.  They have my new favorite appetizer, “The Frickle”.  It’s a gourmet fried pickle and it’s to die for!

Anywho…Diane and I were discussing (okay, bitching) about our dating woes.  She has been single for decades and therefore has suffered immeasurably.  I told her I was the bubonic plague of online dating and she told me to shut up.

Diane pulled out her phone and showed me the men that have contacted her on  It’s a dating site for those 50 and older.  My dear friend is 65 but looks and acts much, much younger.  It’s good and bad.  Good because she looks great and is a hell of a lot of fun to hang out with.  Bad because the guys that are her age look like they’re knocking on heaven’s door.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the look of disgust on her face as she showed me these fossils and their profiles.  One after another…it was like a zombie pictorial.  All of a sudden, I didn’t feel so bad.  I may be the bubonic plague but at least I’m not getting hit on by the walking dead.

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