So there I was trying desperately to fit into a world that I was increasingly unhappy with and was surrounded by other people who were all telling me what they thought I wanted and needed to be happy and succcessful- the girlfriend/wife, a management job, the family car, 2.4 children and a mortage -none of which really seemed all that important.
So like an idiot I went along to a dating agency which guaranteed to match up people with similar beliefs and interests - but only if you were prepared to accept a date with anyone who was still breathing - and I believed that they would do what they said - poor gullible fool that I was. Anyway to spare me from reliving all those wasted evenings (and one saturday lunchtime) the outcome was a string of encounters which ranged from being mildly strange right through to full blown bizarre. I met a treacher who appeared to be infatuated with one of her six form pupils, a woman who just wanted someone to bankroll her shopping habit (you have how many pairs of shoes exactly?) and then there was miss downright sinister who wanted a replacement for her aging lover who was no longer able to perform and wanted someone to provide her with sufficient product for artificial insemination.
At this point I decided that this dating business was getting just a bit too stressful with the endless parade of women who were desperately seeking something I clearly was not, but on the plus side at least I was beginning to understand a bit about what I wanted.
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As you began to understand a bit what you wanted, and I think you know that even better now, I hope you not have to go back into a dating deseaster. And I hope you like what you get ;-) xxx
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