So — for the 10 hot seconds I participated in On Line Dating. The most attractive thing about me was the RN at the end of my name. I chatted with a man who had back surgery. The same back surgery a close friend and hiking partner had. We discussed skiing — his surgeon had cleared him. It was agreed to meet for drinks. As I am walking across the parking lot to the restaurant — a man gets out of a very nice luxury vehicle. He can barely make it to the front door he is having so much trouble with his mobility.

My Date.

This man purposefully lead me to believe he could ski. I don’t think he could go up more than 2 or 3 steps. As we settle in for a drink — he tells me how rich he is. Note the make/model of his car. We could take fabulous trips together — first class because he can afford it and his health requires the extra level of comfort.

His wealth is supposed to negate the fact I’ve been lied to. It’s supposed to somehow make me feel less like a whore because I’m being purchased for my nursing skills and to a lesser degree for my sexual skills.

Nearly the same thing happened when I walked by a man I was meeting for drinks. He was sitting at the bar and because he didn’t have brown hair like in his profile photo (completely gray) and was a good 60# heavier — I walked right on by. He called my name and even then — it took me a moment to find a resemblance. As I ordered a drink (a double — thanks for asking) he proceeded to open the conversation with how successful his business was and all the physicians he knew who worked at my hospital because his company had built their luxury homes.

Really? Because — how do I know you aren’t lying about that too???

Basically the same man. Liar. I had better things to do with My Life than have that date on replay.

Now I just go out with my friends. Who don’t lie to me. Who already like me. Life is so much better ❤

Self discovery in progress, stay tuned

Self discovery in progress, stay tuned