The life of a consultant prepares you in many ways for the world of dating. The butterflies before the cold call (not that a Rules girl would call anyone, at least not in the first three months), the struggle to be noticed by the choosy clients, the hopefulness that rises in you with every proposal submitted, the disappointment of being one of two and not being selected, the constant rejection because they've found someone else.
In many ways, I could say that work is not really work at all; it's just what I do in preparation for dating. Wow, it's just great that I can link the less exciting aspects of my life to the wholly enriching and thrilling past time of being asked out by a short, slightly overweight and very balding man (read painful client with no budget). Can't think why I didn't make the connection before. I could almost say that work is just a warm up for the more serious parts of my life, like trying to meet a man in 3 months before I have to resort to updating online profiles (no, I don't have any) that advertise my age as a 40 year old.
I have to admit that my seeming incapacity to even be asked out for a coffee is concerning. Is there nobody else out there experiencing the same trials?!! Well, yes, I do know of one other person. My flamboyant (and gay) hairdresser, who is constantly dating, but is in the same boat. We have decided to start our own support group, Daters Anonoymous (DA for short). We toyed with the idea of BDA (Bad Daters Anonymous) but decided that anyone who needed to start a support group for dating must necessarily be a bad dater, so we thought we just stick to DA. I can see our first meeting, 'Hi, my name is It Mummy and I am dater.' We could go the whole nine yards and make it a Twelve Step Program, with each step interspersed with a cosmo. You know, I think this could work.....
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