Tuesday, June 26, 2012
A work colleague tried to set me up with a date last week.
I went along on the outing to find that she seemed to think that because I am a widow over 40 that I'd settle for going out with just anyone.
Rather than go into the details of just how painstaking this date was, I will just say that I survived it with both my sanity and dignity intact.
In my head, I like to remember it as "character building". In my stomach I tend to remember it more as a queasy, you've-got-to-be-kidding-me feeling.
I am not averse to dating, but I have always known that I do not want to date just for the sake of not being alone.
But I have come to realise that some other people don't like the idea of me being alone.
I can understand this to some extent: of course I was much happier as a married woman and would choose that happy married life over this one in a heart beat.
But this workmate failed to realise that there is no way I could learn to live on tripe after dining on caviar.... (possibly not the right metaphor to use here, but this post is due soon and I can't think of a better one).
What has annoyed me more than anything, is the assumption that I am so sad and desperate that I will date anyone with a pulse.
So I want to know something from you guys now .... as a widow/widower, have you been set up with someone you had absolutely nothing in common with just because a friend hated seeing you alone?
Please share. I may laugh but I promise it will be WITH you and not AT you......