Hey, all you "Mr. Right will come along someday" Pollyannas?

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Amen snermy! Can I get that on a T-shirt?

As one of those terminally single folks who’ve heard all the “it’ll happen to you” stories, I agreed they were unnecessary and rather insulting in the thread. I wasn’t sure if it was garden variety arrogance that motivated those posts, or simple ignorance, as if they truly feared we hadn’t been exposed to the startling news and felt it was their duty to rush in and share the gospel.

Good on ya Eve for saying what most of us felt, with far more wit than most of us could ever summon.

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There are romantic believers, hopeful cynics, contented loners and all shades in between. Who wouldn’t love a true soul mate? The real life compromises people make from the ideal are wildly individual, and nobody on the outside is qualified to sniff at anybody else’s choices. People do what they can to get by, with the maximum honor and happiness. There’s no tidy formula that fits all, coupled or single. Howabout granting a little breathing room already?

And taupe matched with deep, midnight blue can be wicked.

So there.

Veb

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Eve strikes me as being someone who is comfortable in her own skin. (Well, maybe after a slight adjustment.) Isn’t that the important thing?

Married or single doesn’t matter. Knowing how to make yourself happy does.

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Oh, I do. I had many naughty dreams about the “Parent Trap” twins.

Mmmmm…Haley Twins…

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I’ve failed and I apologize. I thought that I’d made lust for you quite clear. I know I’ve rarely spoken of it directly. But I thought that was unnecessary. Didn’t my yearning, my hunger, my need for you underlie every word I’d posted? Oh, a post might seem to say “Disco Stu does not advertise.” But I thought you would be able to read the real message, lying just beneath the surface. “You are the mountain rose- strong, lovely and free. You are everything I have ever dreamed of. I pray to you my angel of beauty, come to me that I might know you.”.

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By snermy: “. Life’s too damn short to torture yourself with the company of idiots.”

That’s why most people select their company from places other than the idiot bin.

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Well. I must say, that is probably the loveliest thing that has ever been said to me. So even if it was cribbed from some source I don’t know, and meant jokingly, I intend to print it out so I can remind myself in my old age (three or four years from now) that once someone said something like that to me, if only over a Message Board.

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If I lifted that poem, I did not do it consciously.

And I offer it in all seriousness.

From your pictures, I know you have a gorgeous face.

From your posts, I know that you have a wonderful mind. Inteligence turns me on. Creativity is sexy.

My only fear, neurotic Jewish man that I am, is that face to face you’ll remind me somehow of my Mother.

Should that fear prove groundless, as I pray it will, our face to face meeting will be cut short as I dash behind you and pinch me some fanny.

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Jesus, Eve, if you don’t want him, I do.

Oh, wait, I’m married.

At the risk of being one of the people you are railing against, I remind you that I met my sweetheart here on the SDMB, in a thread about being the type of person no one flirts with.

So there!

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. . . Or in front of me, if you’re British . . .

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I’m jealous. Never will I receive such compliments. I’ve been on message boards for years, talking to pretty much the same bunch of people over and over…I’d be happy if people simply stopped mistaking me for a man. :stuck_out_tongue:

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Eve, if I were a rich man (daidle deedle daidle…), or a man at all, I too would be after you in a heartbeat.

Probably just as well for the both of us that things are as they are, though. I’m certain it would all end in tears…on my part, as you swatted me about the face with your reticule, all the while saying in a firm but ladylike manner “Unhand me, you cad! Well, I never!”

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Hmm, using the British definition of fanny certainly makes things more interesting.

But it would give me the opportunity to quote the Bard

“Let lips do what hands do.”

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[Eve swats DocCathode about the face with her reticule, all the while saying in a firm but ladylike manner “Unhand me, you cad! Well, I never!”]

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I should make it clear that I pinch no woman without consent. The more intimate the act, the greater the consent must be.

The right kind of eye contact, the carriage of her head, are all the permission needed to attempt a kiss.

Well received kissses and welcoming body language must proceed any pinching.

Before making love, she must declare

“Take me! Take me now!”

or

"Yes! Yes! A Thousand times yes!"

or

 "Lay with me, my fool."

or

“I do hereby willingly give my informed consent for DocCathode to engage in sexual intercourse with me at this time.”

To ignore the very  important matter of whether a lady is interested, to dispense with the battle and dance that is seduction, and to begin pinching at the outset is rude to say the least.
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How funny, that an anti-dating thread has become a flirting thread. :wink:

Seriously, I’m another one of those people who wasn’t looking at all when I met the love of my life. And, interestingly enough, she had also recently stopped looking after a particularly rough breakup. I never imagined someone I was never looking for could make me so happy.

That said, I try to make it a point not to say that others will find the same happiness. If someone, like Eve, seems happy and content being single, then more power to them. The reasons don’t really matter. If they’re truly happy, then that’s all that really matters.

It should be said, however, that there are those who try very hard to convince others, and so convince themselves, that they are happy being single when they really aren’t. Case in point: one friend of mine I knew in college, who told me time after time that she would happily be a crazy old lady living alone with her dogs, never attached to a man at all. Now, five years later, she’s living in New York, with a guy she met a year ago or so, and she’s frankly never been happier. She does still have the dogs, but in her case I always knew that her “I’m happy being single” line was nothing more than a smokescreen, a defense mechanism against her real feelings.

Some friends, being able to perceive this sort of fakery in people they know and love, will not hesitate to point it out. I was not one of those… I never said much of anything, but I always knew that she would only really be happy once she found someone to be happy with.

However, I only point that out to clarify why reactions to the “I’m happy being single” line are mixed. Sometimes it’s true, sometimes it isn’t. I have no reason to feel that it’s anything but genuine for Eve, though, and I wouldn’t presume to say otherwise.

I hope you find true happiness, Eve, in whatever form it comes to you.

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Thanks you, dear. All the pleasant and flattering flirting aside, I am a born Spinster, and very happy to be alone. Hell, I’m not really “alone,” anyway–I have my mother and sister, lots of lovely and amusing friends, and, in a 2D way, you people, too.

Marriage? Feh. I know a lot more happy singles than happy couples.

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Don’t they always?