Single, fifty-something guys...
One dynamite woman, Marilyn (53), spent $1700 on a dating service that sets you up on "pre-screened" dates to "do lunch". She thought her initial interview with the matchmaker went well and that she had articulated her "wish list" in a man.
Or, maybe not.
Her first lunch was with a guy (52) who'd been divorced for more than 20 years. He was attractive, employed, and didn't eat with is feet. Good start, she thought-- until he mentioned that, since getting divorced, he hadn't been in a relationship for more than two years-- And he'd been in several relationships! Yep, the guy was a hit and run dater-- The ultimate 24 month revolving door of love connections. Check please....
The second date was equally unimpressive. Mr. Man (56) rode up on his very loud, Harley Davidson-- dressed head to toe in leather. His bike was decked out in chrome, so were his front teeth. She shamelessly hide in the bathroom until he gave up and rode off into the sunset.
Third date was a Mama's Boy (52) who brought his poodle, Gigi, with him. The dog ate off his plate-- and hers. Marilyn speed dialed the matchmaker from the parking lot to share the pain. What part of a "normal, healthy male, looking for a long-term relationship" didn't Miss Matchmaker understand?
Two weeks passed before Marilyn ventured out to "do lunch" again. This time, Mr. Right (55) appeared at her table with flowers in hand. Now we're talking! Lunch was fabulous; they had so much in common and they laughed and laughed. It ended with a sweet peck on the cheek and the promise of another date. She never heard from him again.
Up next, Mr. Sweet (51), and that was the problem. He was "sweet" which ranked him right up there in the "nice personality" department.
By now, lunch was taking up too much time so Marilyn decided to cut-to-the-chase and switched to coffee. Cup, after cup, after cup-- of coffee. Date, after date, after date. Nothing. No one. After twelve dates, not a single interesting guy with potential in sight.
As of this writing, Marilyn is anticipating her 35th class reunion and the possibility of her also single, high school sweetheart (54) sweeping her off her feet-- again. Not likely, but a trip down memory lane might be interesting. After that, she's taking a break from dating and going with the old line "what's meant to be will be".
I'll keep you posted.
Have you made a fifty-something love connection?
Welcome to TheFiftyFactor - Joanna