Let me start by saying that my position on this issue is to never ever snoop. I recently did it for the first time and as expected it was not a good thing for either one of us. I have always felt that if you do snoop 9 times out of 10 whatever you find will be something that you will not be happy about and on top of it there's a good chance that whatever you are looking at is not what you think it is. Like I said, I did it for the first time and I'll never do it again.
This experience though got me to thinking about it all and of course that led me to asking all of my friends what they thought about this. It was very interesting. There is a definite gender split on this opinion. While all of my female friends agreed with me that I was wrong, every last one of them also added "but I would have done the same thing". All of my male friends on the other hand? Let's just say that they pretty much echoed the guy I snooped on. What cracked me up though was that they all had a snooping story and every last one they added that they were the ones who had something to hide and the real problem wasn't that she snooped but rather that they got caught.
Here's some of the comments I heard....Kevin pointed out that if I felt that I had to snoop then I'm with the wrong person. Interesting way to look at it and I'm sure in a lot of cases true. He also brought up the cell phone issue in saying that a guy with nothing to hide doesn't have a key lock activated on his cell and yet a guy who does have something to hide does. Hmmm.....he has a lock on his screen so what's going on there?
Another friend told me a story of a guy who was on a first date with a woman, left his phone in front of her while he went to the restroom, it rang and the caller ID showed "Baby Momma". Apparently she didn't know that such a person existed in his world and opted to not only end the date right then but left before he returned from the men's room. He was a bit confused...until he saw the call he missed. I'm not sure that really qualifies as snooping though since he left the phone and it rang.
So, what have we learned here? That I should have stuck with my orginal thoughts on snooping and never ever done it. I will never do it again! Once you throw crazy out there you just can't get it back. On the flip side: Guys...be up front from the start. If there's a baby momma, a current jail stint (yep, dated one of those), married to any of my friends (dated him too) or generally anything that may be concerning to her, tell her! Oh and maybe lock that phone.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Really guys...if you are gonna lie at least make it good one!
I know, it's been a long time since I've written. Sorry about that. Few things have been going on. Most recently I organized and hosted another fundraiser for Forgotten Soldiers Outreach (www.forogttensoldiers.org). It was a rainy night and yet we had a good crowd and raised quite a bit of money. Just in case working full time, writing, hosting speed dating parties and organizing fundraisers wasn't enough to keep me busy...I'm buying a small business. Yep, the self-confessed shoe addict is buying a personalized flip flop business. I'm excited. Funky Flopz & More will be open for sales any day now.
That's not why you read my words though, I know. You want to know the dirt. I went out Friday night with a friend from high school. After dinner and margaritas we headed to Blue Martini in CityPlace. This is where the stories really got started. We had a blast drinking, dancing and yes, talking to pretty much anyone who talked to us. No reason to be rude to anyone! There are three that stood out...first was a man who was at a table with a large group of both men and women. He came over, introduced himself to me and asked me to dance. Very nice so far. Then came a very angry woman who said "Bitch, I hope you don't mind if I steal my husband back". Mind you, she watched him walk over to me, talk to me and ask me to dance yet it took that long for her to do something about it. He spent the rest of the night trying to apologize to me and telling me she was drunk and not only are they not married but not even dating. I kept politely telling him that was fabulous but way too much drama for me to get involved in. She spent the rest of the night stalking me. Seriously, my friend and I thought for sure she was going to hurt me. I even made a friend's husband who was there promise to help if she came after me. Guys, if you are going to lie, pick a better lie. That one just wasn't cool.
Memorable man #2 was about 60 years old and kept telling me how cute my friend was. I kept suggesting to him that maybe he should tell her that instead of me. He kept telling us that he was the owner of Blue Martini. He stuck with this line for so long that I finally started asking him questions about the details of running a place like that. He didn't have an answer for any of it. Then I asked him to get us drinks. I went to the bar with him, he ordered, the bartender gave him the drinks...and then gave him a bill. Now, wouldn't the owner just be able to ask and be given the drinks? Wouldn't the bartenders recognize the owner and maybe smile at him? Again...if you are going to lie, don't pick one that can so easily be shot down.
Memorable man #3 didn't lie but he still stood out. He was a very nice 25 year old Columbian guy who danced with us for quite some time. He was fun but that really was where my friend and I intended to leave it. However, as we were leaving he asked me for my phone number. Here's the thing about me, when I drink and am single, I tend to be a serial phone number giver outer. I know. Bad. I get it. We weren't back in the car 10 minutes and he was texing already. He asked us for a threesome. Yeah, you read that right. Even after he didn't get a response to that request, he still continued to text me all last night. Again, didn't get a response.
Here's the shocking part of this all. Out of all of these guys, the one that is the most memorable of them all is the one who was 20 minutes away and volunteered to come save me from crazy stalker wife. He's the one I never saw coming and yet was willing to help. Here's you bigger lesson guys....tell the truth and always be honest. There may be a woman out there who never saw you entering her world but is pleasantly surprised that did.
That's not why you read my words though, I know. You want to know the dirt. I went out Friday night with a friend from high school. After dinner and margaritas we headed to Blue Martini in CityPlace. This is where the stories really got started. We had a blast drinking, dancing and yes, talking to pretty much anyone who talked to us. No reason to be rude to anyone! There are three that stood out...first was a man who was at a table with a large group of both men and women. He came over, introduced himself to me and asked me to dance. Very nice so far. Then came a very angry woman who said "Bitch, I hope you don't mind if I steal my husband back". Mind you, she watched him walk over to me, talk to me and ask me to dance yet it took that long for her to do something about it. He spent the rest of the night trying to apologize to me and telling me she was drunk and not only are they not married but not even dating. I kept politely telling him that was fabulous but way too much drama for me to get involved in. She spent the rest of the night stalking me. Seriously, my friend and I thought for sure she was going to hurt me. I even made a friend's husband who was there promise to help if she came after me. Guys, if you are going to lie, pick a better lie. That one just wasn't cool.
Memorable man #2 was about 60 years old and kept telling me how cute my friend was. I kept suggesting to him that maybe he should tell her that instead of me. He kept telling us that he was the owner of Blue Martini. He stuck with this line for so long that I finally started asking him questions about the details of running a place like that. He didn't have an answer for any of it. Then I asked him to get us drinks. I went to the bar with him, he ordered, the bartender gave him the drinks...and then gave him a bill. Now, wouldn't the owner just be able to ask and be given the drinks? Wouldn't the bartenders recognize the owner and maybe smile at him? Again...if you are going to lie, don't pick one that can so easily be shot down.
Memorable man #3 didn't lie but he still stood out. He was a very nice 25 year old Columbian guy who danced with us for quite some time. He was fun but that really was where my friend and I intended to leave it. However, as we were leaving he asked me for my phone number. Here's the thing about me, when I drink and am single, I tend to be a serial phone number giver outer. I know. Bad. I get it. We weren't back in the car 10 minutes and he was texing already. He asked us for a threesome. Yeah, you read that right. Even after he didn't get a response to that request, he still continued to text me all last night. Again, didn't get a response.
Here's the shocking part of this all. Out of all of these guys, the one that is the most memorable of them all is the one who was 20 minutes away and volunteered to come save me from crazy stalker wife. He's the one I never saw coming and yet was willing to help. Here's you bigger lesson guys....tell the truth and always be honest. There may be a woman out there who never saw you entering her world but is pleasantly surprised that did.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Is the weekend really over already????
Hello Singletons. It's Sunday night, I hope that you had a fabulous weekend. Mine wasn't too bad, thanks for asking. Got to spend time with good friends, kids (one of which is my godson), family and celebrate a friend's upcoming birth of twins. Yep, it was an action packed weekend. Not much of a man weekend but that was ok.
Dinner last night with my friend, Sylvia, was good for some laughs. We had a parade of random men coming to our table to talk to us about basically nothing. It all started with our waiter. He was very nice and very chatty. He did have an excellent suggestion on an upgraded margarita. Thanks to him for that. However, he also kept coming back to ask how it was and have 10 minute conversations about them. Thought it was a bit odd but we rolled with it. He was nice. Then there was the guy that brought out our food and then asked me if I would mind if he came back in a few minutes to ask me what it tasted like. Uuummm....ok. This one sent Sylvia into a laughing fit. I swear she almost spit out her margarita (btw...thanks for not doing that). When he walked away her comment was "never a dull moment with you around, is it?". It was a strange evening. Did I mention the cutie who was sitting at the table behind us and seemed mesmerized staring at me but never said a word?
It was a good night out and we laughed....a lot...and I must highly recommend the Presidente Margarita at Chili's. However, it did just kind of reinforce the fact that I attract a strange breed of men. They were all very nice but each a bit on the odd side. While I can say with confidence that not one was the man the red panties are going to bring me, the attention was kind of nice and definitely gave us something to laugh at. Hmmm....maybe I need to move to Plantation and give the red panties a helping hand.
Dinner last night with my friend, Sylvia, was good for some laughs. We had a parade of random men coming to our table to talk to us about basically nothing. It all started with our waiter. He was very nice and very chatty. He did have an excellent suggestion on an upgraded margarita. Thanks to him for that. However, he also kept coming back to ask how it was and have 10 minute conversations about them. Thought it was a bit odd but we rolled with it. He was nice. Then there was the guy that brought out our food and then asked me if I would mind if he came back in a few minutes to ask me what it tasted like. Uuummm....ok. This one sent Sylvia into a laughing fit. I swear she almost spit out her margarita (btw...thanks for not doing that). When he walked away her comment was "never a dull moment with you around, is it?". It was a strange evening. Did I mention the cutie who was sitting at the table behind us and seemed mesmerized staring at me but never said a word?
It was a good night out and we laughed....a lot...and I must highly recommend the Presidente Margarita at Chili's. However, it did just kind of reinforce the fact that I attract a strange breed of men. They were all very nice but each a bit on the odd side. While I can say with confidence that not one was the man the red panties are going to bring me, the attention was kind of nice and definitely gave us something to laugh at. Hmmm....maybe I need to move to Plantation and give the red panties a helping hand.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
So maybe he wasn't the one the red panties are going to bring me..
Hello all! I know it's been quite some time since I've written and I apologize. See, I promised a friend of mine that I wouldn't write about a certain man that was temporarily in my life. However...he's gone so gloves off so to speak!
We will just call him Mr. Second Time Around. Yep, he's the one from Valentine's Day. Had a great 12 hour date and then poof! He was gone. Haven't seen him since and hear from him sporadically. I was really hurt and very depressed over it until I took a look back and realized....this is kinda the same thing that happened the last time we dated! I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it's a pattern of his. Then I went through all of the usual...anger, hurt, exercising like crazy to take my mind off of it, called all my friends and bitched up a storm. You know the routine. We've all done it. Now I'm at the point where I say....not much for me to do about it so on to the next one? Anyone want to submit an application? The job is open.
So, while I have friends who are more than open to the second time around relationship but I've come to the conclusion that while I believe that everyone makes mistakes and deserves a second chance, maybe the second time around relationship may not be for me. I still believe in the power of the red panties and I've still got three quarters of the year left so again....feel free to apply if you think the position is for you! Looking for Mr. Red!
We will just call him Mr. Second Time Around. Yep, he's the one from Valentine's Day. Had a great 12 hour date and then poof! He was gone. Haven't seen him since and hear from him sporadically. I was really hurt and very depressed over it until I took a look back and realized....this is kinda the same thing that happened the last time we dated! I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it's a pattern of his. Then I went through all of the usual...anger, hurt, exercising like crazy to take my mind off of it, called all my friends and bitched up a storm. You know the routine. We've all done it. Now I'm at the point where I say....not much for me to do about it so on to the next one? Anyone want to submit an application? The job is open.
So, while I have friends who are more than open to the second time around relationship but I've come to the conclusion that while I believe that everyone makes mistakes and deserves a second chance, maybe the second time around relationship may not be for me. I still believe in the power of the red panties and I've still got three quarters of the year left so again....feel free to apply if you think the position is for you! Looking for Mr. Red!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Happy Belated Valentine's Day!
Hello fellow Singleton's! I hope that everyone had a fabulous Valentine's Day yesterday. I know I haven't written in a while but I started dating someone new and I promised a friend of mine that I wouldn't write about him....so I haven't. Guess what, I'm sort of kind of going to break that promise right now.
I had what was probably one of the best Valentine's Days yesterday that I've ever had. I've had some pretty great ones too. There was my college boyfriend who decorated the lounge in my dorm building to look like a fancy restaurant and cooked me dinner, the boyfriend who took me to Vegas the weekend before Valentine's Day and yet, yesterday was quite possibly better than both of those. You see, we spent the entire day together doing perfectly ordinary things and had a great time. Seriously. We went to the mall, to lunch, to the Garlic Fest in Delray, had a drink at Boston's, and ended the day with a movie from Blockbuster. Yes, he did give me roses and chocolate and a rhinestoned Miami Dolphins baseball cap (big points for that one in my world) but none of that compared to just spending the day together and having fun.
You may think I'm a bit off my stilettos on that one but think about it...it's pretty easy to have a good time with someone over a fancy dinner on a holiday. Don't get me wrong, I like that very much too but we just started dating. Valentine's Day presents a lot of unnecessary pressure to a budding romance. Plus, I think that if you can spend a day doing things like running errands and be perfectly happy doing it because you are with someone you really like, then that screams volumes. It's a really good sign of compatibility in my world. So, I think I'll keep running errands and laughing with my new man. So far, the red panties on New Year's Eve are still working their magic. Yeah, I know, it's just a superstition but seriously, who am I hurting?
I had what was probably one of the best Valentine's Days yesterday that I've ever had. I've had some pretty great ones too. There was my college boyfriend who decorated the lounge in my dorm building to look like a fancy restaurant and cooked me dinner, the boyfriend who took me to Vegas the weekend before Valentine's Day and yet, yesterday was quite possibly better than both of those. You see, we spent the entire day together doing perfectly ordinary things and had a great time. Seriously. We went to the mall, to lunch, to the Garlic Fest in Delray, had a drink at Boston's, and ended the day with a movie from Blockbuster. Yes, he did give me roses and chocolate and a rhinestoned Miami Dolphins baseball cap (big points for that one in my world) but none of that compared to just spending the day together and having fun.
You may think I'm a bit off my stilettos on that one but think about it...it's pretty easy to have a good time with someone over a fancy dinner on a holiday. Don't get me wrong, I like that very much too but we just started dating. Valentine's Day presents a lot of unnecessary pressure to a budding romance. Plus, I think that if you can spend a day doing things like running errands and be perfectly happy doing it because you are with someone you really like, then that screams volumes. It's a really good sign of compatibility in my world. So, I think I'll keep running errands and laughing with my new man. So far, the red panties on New Year's Eve are still working their magic. Yeah, I know, it's just a superstition but seriously, who am I hurting?
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Happy Groundhog Day!!!!
Welcome to February! According to Phil we have 6 more weeks of winter to look forward to. I live in South Florida so that doesn't really affect me too much. Anything below 70 degrees is considered winter here. Doesn't stop me from catching my usual winter sinus infection though. Yeah, you read that right, I'm home sick. Missed work and everything. That's not like me. Normally, I'm fine with the fact that I'm single but not today. Today, it sucks. This is one of those times when I wish that there was someone here to take care of me. Usually, I have a hard time allowing others to take care of me but not when I'm sick. When I'm sick I turn into a big baby and I want someone to bring me ice cream and shirley temples. Stop laughing! Everyone has their comfort foods/drinks when they get sick. Who are you to judge mine?
There's actually been a lot going on in my single world lately but I made a promise to a very good friend that I would not write about it and as much as it is killing me to not share it with all of you, so far I'm keeping that promise. Suffice it to say that there is someone that if I called and asked I think he might come over and pamper me but trust me, this is not a look that I need for him to see just yet.
So, what's the point of all of this other than for me to whine about being sick and single? Not much else. Just admitting that while I am fine with being single and enjoy the freedoms that it brings, there are times that having someone bring me ice cream and shirley temples would be nice too. Hmmm....maybe I should give in and make a phone call. Nah, I'll spare him that view...this time.
There's actually been a lot going on in my single world lately but I made a promise to a very good friend that I would not write about it and as much as it is killing me to not share it with all of you, so far I'm keeping that promise. Suffice it to say that there is someone that if I called and asked I think he might come over and pamper me but trust me, this is not a look that I need for him to see just yet.
So, what's the point of all of this other than for me to whine about being sick and single? Not much else. Just admitting that while I am fine with being single and enjoy the freedoms that it brings, there are times that having someone bring me ice cream and shirley temples would be nice too. Hmmm....maybe I should give in and make a phone call. Nah, I'll spare him that view...this time.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Seriously????
Ok, so I know I haven't written in a while. Not much has been going on. Typical things of working, going to the gym and spending time with family but nothing of much interest in the single world. Still not a whole lot going on but now I have a question I must share with the world....why do men continue to think it's ok to text at 3am? Really! Normally this isn't much of an issue in my world. This week however, I've gotten 3 such text messages and not all from the same man either! I thought I had deleted all of those men who considered me their back up plan. Guess I have some more deleting to do.
I don't want you to get the idea, I'm not one of those people who get mad if the phone rings after 10pm. I don't care if it rings in the middle of the night. I can always go back to sleep. There just should be a real purpose. You know, family emergency, friends in trouble, that special someone in your life who just can't get you off their mind, a call from overseas, things like that. Not hey we are at a bar come meet us. Especially not on a Wednesday night. I haven't heard from you in a week and that's when you think of me? No thanks, I have a full time job so therefore chances are good that at 3am on a weeknight I'm sleeping because I have to get up for work in a few hours. For some reason, there are still a group of men who find it acceptable to only contact a woman in the middle of the night to simply come meet them at a bar. While it's nice to be thought of, if you haven't thought of me at any other time and made an effort then you aren't making an effort now, you are still just putting me in your "maybe girl" category. Nah, doesn't fit into my New Year's Goal plan. I know I'm worth an effort and so is the person who will be special to me and I know I wouldn't wait to contact him until 3am.
I don't want you to get the idea, I'm not one of those people who get mad if the phone rings after 10pm. I don't care if it rings in the middle of the night. I can always go back to sleep. There just should be a real purpose. You know, family emergency, friends in trouble, that special someone in your life who just can't get you off their mind, a call from overseas, things like that. Not hey we are at a bar come meet us. Especially not on a Wednesday night. I haven't heard from you in a week and that's when you think of me? No thanks, I have a full time job so therefore chances are good that at 3am on a weeknight I'm sleeping because I have to get up for work in a few hours. For some reason, there are still a group of men who find it acceptable to only contact a woman in the middle of the night to simply come meet them at a bar. While it's nice to be thought of, if you haven't thought of me at any other time and made an effort then you aren't making an effort now, you are still just putting me in your "maybe girl" category. Nah, doesn't fit into my New Year's Goal plan. I know I'm worth an effort and so is the person who will be special to me and I know I wouldn't wait to contact him until 3am.
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