I did it!

Everyone should be proud. I went on a date with a 34 year old man who had a normal name and a job. Now there's improvement. Unfortunately, I think I prefer younger, scruffier, unemployed artists...

For a quick rundown (sorry for repeat info to some):

• He was nice enough to hold the door open for me
• Told me I speak like a Woody Allen movie "Just when I think you are finished a sentence, you go on for another 2." OK...
• He only eats at expensive restaurants
• Has an entire room devoted to his clothing

WAY TOO HIGH MAINTENANCE FOR ME. Made me want to roll around in the dirt a little. And there's no way he's going to call me again...

So thank you Elana. You tried. Suivant next.