Ok, since a decision has been made on my behalf that I should start dating again, which I really think I should have had a say in, but whatever, I want to lay down some ground rules. Dating should be fun, it should be an adventure, it should not be a nerve-wracking, ego-wrecking form of torture akin to waterboarding. Unless you’re into that. Which I’m not. So I’m setting up some ground rules to try to keep the process enjoyable:
1. Getting Ready
For me, the date starts long before either you pick me up or we meet at whatever location. I want to Get Ready. Guys, I realize you don’t understand the process of Getting Ready, but it’s usually the best part of the date, so just let me have this one. I like to spend a couple of hours in the bathroom cleansing, exfoliating, maybe putting on a nice calming mask, and then piling on about a pound of makeup and hair product so that I can look exactly like I usually do, but better. I like to fake the I Eat Right And Take Care Of Myself look, because it’s never going to happen naturally. I put on music, light candles, consult makeup books, ponder outfits…I’m a girl. Let me do this and we’ll start out already having a great date.
2. Too Much Information
I guess it’s good to have some warning, but I don’t really need to know about all your health issues on the first date. Or the second. I mean, if you’re dying of cancer, go ahead and tell me that. That one’s important. But if you’ve had a life-long battle with Irritable Bowel Syndrome, while that is certainly not any fun at all, I don’t necessarily need to hear about it at the restaurant, by candlelight, as we’ve just finished introducing ourselves. That’s really more of a We’re In A Relationship Now kind of conversation, not a I Haven’t Yet Gotten Into Her Pants kind of conversation. Think to yourself: “If I were her and I had just told me this, would I be more or less likely to sleep with me?” If the answer is more likely, go for it. If it’s less, hold off until you cross the finish line. Words to live by.
3. Facebook Isn’t For First Dates
Please, please don’t friend request me right before or after our first date. I want to be able to post about how I’m getting ready (see #1 above) or about how the date went and about how I rate you as a potential boyfriend. I don’t want you to see that yet. That’s the girl equivalent of peeing with the bathroom door open–which is another thing I don’t understand, but I’ll save that for a different post. Also, things might not work out. If you’re a jerk to me, I want to be able to post on Facebook about how awful you are and how glad I am we’re not together. If you’re not a jerk to me and it still doesn’t work out, I don’t want to stare at your picture when it randomly pops up on my screen and start sobbing because you’ve ripped my little blind heart to pieces. Then there’s the awkward phase where I know things aren’t working out but you don’t yet, or vice versa, and that just makes for a crap ton of awkward. Just wait until we both know we’re on to something.
Ah, dating. When else can a girl dress like a hooker and demand to be treated like a lady? This should be fun! It should be an action movie, a thriller, with chase sequences and fight scenes and maybe some explosions. I’ve noticed there aren’t many of these things in most of the romantic comedies I’ve watched, but then, I’ve always taken a slightly different approach to romance. Put your affairs in order, slip on a bullet-proof vest, and let’s go on a date!