Thursday, January 28, 2010

Dating is Weird

One of my newly divorced friends recently posted on her Facebook status this simple truth:

Dating is weird.

Ya think? No kidding, it’s weird. I mean really, what other human interaction do you have where you have to make witty conversation with a complete stranger over a steak all the while trying to discern if you ever want to see them naked?

That is like the weirdest thing you can subject yourself to as a human being. I am convinced.

The other part of it that’s so weird is that everyone tells you that in order to be really good at it you should stop trying. “It will happen when you least expect it,” they tell you with pity coated assurance.

What? Like a speeding ticket? Or a plantars wart? I never expected those. Other than a winning lottery ticket most surprises aren’t necessarily positive, people.

And finally, how weird is it that the single most important aspect of our human experience, love, is not to be sought after and pursued but instead, waited for. Everyone encourages you to not put effort into finding it. That is just odd, because everything else in life that’s worth achieving, from losing weight to getting a promotion, requires some effort. You can’t just sit around waiting for the magical hot ass fairy to transform your bumper. It’s called a stair stepper. If you want to do well in your career you aren’t just going to trip over a corner office and a secretary. It’s called hard work.

But apparently when it comes to love that’s more like waiting for a lightening strike and there is nothing you can do about it.

So yep. Dating is weird alright.

It’s an odd ritual usually involving awkward dinner conversation with a complete stranger. On top of that, it’s a thinly veiled activity geared toward a goal that you should not activity seek out but instead sit around and wait for, the odds of which seem to be similar to that of anticipating a rogue meteor crashing into your bathroom while you’re singing a U2 song. In the shower. On a Tuesday morning.

And frankly?

I am not sure.

You can get much weirder than that.

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