April 23, 2003
Learnings, April 21-22
Things realized in just two days:
- My posture could be much better. ("I feel like I'm your mother when I want to say sit up straight." - My boss.)
- I'm too picky because I'm 26 and single. ("You're just going to get pickier as you get older, making it harder for you to find a boyfriend." - Fatherly man in his 50s, Ted, at Cafe Luxembourg whose 30 year-old daughter is picky, too. I guess I can't expect anything else when asked "Are you in love," I answer with "Yes, with myself!")
- I can be forgettable. ("Where did we meet again?" - Guy I went out with twice. Granted, it was two years ago, but still...what is the statute of limitations on remembering dates? We really do need "Dear Gothamist.")
- Glasses make me look smart. ("You look smart today." - Co-worker)
Next steps:
- Be open-minded. Until he mentions how much he likes Creed.
- Make an impression. Like have such a terrible date that there is no way I can be forgetten without partial lobotomy.
- Wear glasses when smarts are required. Or when eyes are too bloodshot from previous evening to wear contacts.
- Sit up straight. (This is actually reasonable.)




you know one way to be remembered- show a little skin!
I think I might have.
your hair looks so cute! i havent seen it so long since ive known you. go you!
If I had a dollar for every single, attractive woman I've met in this city in the past year, I'd have bought me and all my ugly friends beautiful robotic wives by now. it's sad how many of us there are.
i'm 30 and single, and so damn set in my ways that i'm as crotchety as an old woman. i pitty the man who tries to make me happy. sigh.
Speaking as a single guy, if I had a dollar for every single, attractive woman I've met in this City in the past year, I'd have...well, I might have just enough to buy myself a (domestic) beer as consolation that none (neither) of them want to go out with me.
speaking as a newly engaged guy, i'd say you people need to stop sweating about the numbers of available people and start focusing on making yourselves more eligible. i mean- every single guy i know and every single girl i know say that there are no eligible people on the other side- the numbers just don't work out. so take a shower, buy some new clothes, and develop a witty reparte- you'll be hearing wedding bells in no time.
Personally, I think being open minded is a bit overrated. I mean, what does that get you in the long run? Rarely does someone actually change your opinion on something, so instead you just tolerate someone's annoying habits till they really get on your nerves.
Jake - fuck you.
I'm gay. There, I said it.
the problem with all these attractive and single NYC women is that they all want A minuses while most of us are Bs and Cs (at least in physical appearance). most seem to end up settling for Cs anyway, but that doesn't happen til they get past the magic number. as my old friend Krista used to say, "chicks always fish at the shallow end of the pool til they hit 30."