Jose: So who you live with? Your family? Your husband? Your boyfriend?
Me: No. I live with a roomate — a friend.
Jose: Ohh, you no have a boyfriend or husband? I always thought you live with them. You no have a boyfriend?
Me: Nope.
Jose: Why you no have a boyfriend? You beautiful.
[Ed note: so only ugly girls don’t have boyfriends? Gee, thanks…]
Dear World,
Stop asking single girls this question. It’s rude. I’ve written this post before, can’t we move on? Why am I still given a sad smile and a sympathetic head nod when I say, “I don’t know…It’s not really my number one priority right now to have a boyfriend.” I’m not single because I “can’t land myself a man”, or because I’m “trying too hard”, or because I’m too busy sluttin’ it up. It’s not that I consciously don’t have a boyfriend, but I definitely don’t need one to make me happy. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not down on love (I love love!), and I don’t despise the idea of a boyfriend (who doesn’t like spending time with someone they like?), but I do despise the fact that you think that I should just couple up with the next guy who wants to buy me a drink, because that’s what girls “past a certain age” do.
Listen, if you want to be my boyfriend, it’s not hard. Just be cool, and interesting, and at least act like you like me, and I’ll consider it if I like you. Because, ahem, I thought that’s how this girlfriend/boyfriend thing works? It’s based on liking someone — not the fear of being alone? Unless I got the wrong Life memo, in which case, please send me the updated version.
In the meantime, I’m gonna go watch some episodes of Lost, because I’m re-watching it from the beginning, and I don’t need to sit around pining after you like a bad Katherine Heigle romcom. You are though, more than welcome to join.
Signed,
Maybe Jennifer Aniston doesn’t even want a boyfriend
melsanie
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