I really don’t like blind dates. I’ve been on my share of them – mostly arranged by friends. About a year ago my boss had asked me if she could fix me up with her older brother. Totally awkward position to be in.
At first I said “yes,” but then I thought better of it. I told her that I didn’t think that it would be a good idea for us to mix business and pleasure – especially with family.
I know that she has my best interests at heart, and wants to see me happy. I think there’s a line that a boss can cross even in the most social and liberal of work environments. I certainly appreciate her effort.
So a few months ago when she blindsided me with an email introducing me to a male friend whom she cc’d on the email, I was a bit taken-aback. So in my attempt to take life by the balls and try new things, so I emailed him. We exchanged a couple of messages and decided to meet for coffee.
Girls are often stereotyped as dreaming about their futures – who they will marry, what their wedding will be like, how many kids will they have, designing their big house in the suburbs…
Admittedly when I was younger (okay, up until about three years ago), I too pondered these questions. Obviously none of them have been answered. I think I was jinxed thirteen years ago when on a folly I went to a Vera Wang boutique and played dress-up in a couple of pricey wedding gowns.