The end is nigh! The end of the alphabet that is…
Those of you who’ve followed my blog for a while know about the Alphabet Dating Game. Heading back out into the treacherous waters of Internet dating last spring, I knew that I was likely facing a good number of painful coffee dates with unsuitable men, and so I began documenting my dates, starting with A is for Adam. I was pretty certain I was going to have to kiss a few Internet frogs before I found the right guy for me. Documenting my dates seemed like a playful way to stay positive in a mostly disheartening project. And it started out that way.
It was kind of fun as I went out with B is for Ben and C is for Chris, and even as I worked my way up to J is for John. I knew it would take a while. Even though I’d read on Plenty of Fish that it takes an average of seven dates to meet somebody suitable, I expected it would take longer. I was prepared for the possibility of an M is for Mike; I could even see the outside chance of an S is for Stefan. But here’s the problem: I never thought I’d actually have to stare down X, Y and Z!
That’s where I’m at people. I’ve dated right up to W. There are only three letters left.
I’m a little concerned.
What am I going to do once I reach the end of the alphabet? We’re talking three dates.
And then what? I’ll need a new concept.
Fortunately, my friend Jane has given me an idea. She recently emailed me and suggested that we get together for coffee the next time she’s in Victoria. She signed off with a playful, “J is for Jane.”
Which got me thinking: perhaps I should just start at the beginning of the alphabet again. But this time I’ll start with “A is for Andrea.”
It’s an idea that has some merit. (I’ve already dated nearly all the eligible men in Victoria).