The dreaded questions
Gretta? When are you going to get yourself a man? Don't you think it's about time?
After you've gone longer than a year single people begin to ask this question, some people have the tact not to ask knowing it might be a sensitive issue, others don't realise it may cause upset and ask away.
two incidents have happened recently that have really highlighted my single status.
The first being I was at the pub with some of my married friends. Two guys walk in.
Married Friend 1: Gretta did you notice the guys that just walked in you should go talk to them.
Right, that's just lovely, two guys walk in they must be on the pull and I must have noticed them well funnily enough married friend I didn't notice them and nor do I want to go talk to them I came here to spend time with my friends not to pick up guys but yeah I'm single it must occupy my mind all the fucking time right.
The second was my aunty and this incident made me cry. I called her to invite her on a Christmas shopping trip with some of my other aunts and the conversation went a bit like this
Gretta: I wondered if you fancied coming on a christmas shopping trip
Aunty: Gretta isn't it about time you found yourself a nice man
Gretta: well yes but that's not what I'm ringing to talk about
Aunty: you're a pretty and nice girl you should have a man. I saw a guy on tv the other day and thought he'd be perfect for you.
Well that's just fucking great you're trying to set me up with random men you see on tv. I couldn't be bothered with the phone conversation and ended up gutting it short and going to have a cry.
When you hit a certain age people expect you to be taken, if you're not they start to assume you're a lesbian and if you're neither taken or gay they then expect you to hit on every man you see just in case he's the one.
Is it any wonder I've come to the conclusion that I can't be fucking bothered anymore. The men I date screw me over and my female family friends seem to think having a guy screw you over is better than being single or gay. Somehow I'd rather be single and gay then taken with any random Tom, dick or harry.
RANT OVER!
posted by Gretta James at 2:09 PM
6 Comments:
My mom tried to set me up with a gay man last month. True story.
Came to blog randomly, skimmed last post, decided to write:
In Spanish there's a saying that couldn't be truer: "better alone than in bad company;" so yeah, stick to your guns, rather than be miserable with someone who doesn't appreciate you and/or is a complete jerk.
At least you werent raised in a culture where you are expected to marry at 16 and have 6 kids! Neither was I, so there is something to smile about! And if you want a good laugh, read my latest blog entry, "O"! :)
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Oh dear. I may be guilty of asking the dreaded questions with my girlfriend. Thank you for putting me straight. What bloody business is it of mine, anyway. My intent may be that I care about her, but the effect may be making her feel the opposite.
Cheers to you!
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