This summer I hit an all time low. I listened to the advice of my annoying friends, who are always thinking they know what's best for me. They wanted me to go after someone who didn't fit the mold of my typical guy. Basically, they wanted me to date a nerd. Apparently nerds treat girls like gold. I gave it a try.
I met this guy during one of my summer sporting events. After a few dates I was ready to say my famous line and announce just what was wrong with the newest guy, but there was a big problem. I couldn't even get the first part out...he wasn't cute. Not even a little bit. Maybe if the lighting hit him just right and he tilted his head slightly, he was decent (but that's being generous). I'm not a super pretentious person. I gave him a chance, but once I realized his personality was about as exciting as Jennifer Lopez movies- I was done.
Now, I'm back at work and subjected to daily reports of who my coworkers will be fixing me up with. Sometimes I feel like I'm looking at baseball cards- pictures, stats, accomplishments. I can't wait to see who wins the trade and gets to take me out!
