So after the umpteenth odd email, I made a decision to hide my profile on the dating website (unfortunately, I had also caved in and renewed it after they gave me one of those great deals that I always fall for). And then this was the weekend that I had:
First off I met the human incarnation of Pepe LePew....well, if Pepe had grown up in the deep south instead of France. I wish I had a picture of him because mere words just won't do justice. Very slim, VERY tan, slick 70's hair (with wings and all), trimmed (not shaved) chest hair, gold chain, mirrored sunglasses, and the clincher....a thin, extremely well manicured mustache (just the stache, no goatee). Admittedly, the accent was rather charming, but no Pepe....I don't think I would like to go to your house for a barbeque....I'm a bit afraid of which other cartoon characters might show up.....
Then the following day, Mr. 65-Year Old Guy hit on me in Whole Foods. I'm estimating his age, but my sister-in-law confirmed. You know that there is something amiss when your first reaction is...."oh, he's just making conversation.".......which turns into..."oh, do I know this guy?".......which turns into...."oh, is he the dad of one of my friends?"........which turns to slight horror as you realize that he's hitting on you. He drinks Kefir which apparently is good for your skin....maybe not so noticeable when you're 60-something, although maybe he was really 80-something and Kefir was doing wonders.
The online dating site is starting to look not so bad after all.........
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