The Virtue of Patience

So here it is, all this time later and I have still been waiting on the bartender guy that I have eyes for. But befoe I get into that, I'd like to discuss a comment I got from one reader that stated that I should not be meeting men in bars, but to go out to museums and movies and the likes like that. Well, I think in a big way, he is right!! It kind of sucks meeting people out drinking late night in bars. However, I have tried other alternative courses of meeting men here in good old drunk NYC, and let me tell you, it hasn't worked out for me...

I am a very good pool player. I joined a few league teams. Oh my god, can I just tell you that the men in the leagues were so not attractive, and they really were awful at socialising with any kind of attractive women (namely me). The other women on the league teams were....um....homely. The women that were actually attractive were obviously smarter than me and formed their own all female teams and stuck together. However, I was on co-ed teams and like I said, NO to the pool league team guys.

I am also an avid cyclist. I joined cycling clubs a few times. Now, there were some cute guys--just a few--but they were all taken. The rest....um, no. Either too short, too skinny, not my type or not around enough because they were training for a tri somewhere on Jupiter.

Museums here in NYC are full of tourists and almost always packed. This is not conducive for socialising. Plus meeting a cute guy who is visiting from Germany is not going to do anything for me.

Who the hell talks in movies?!?!

The subway. Oh god HELL NO. That's why I ride my bike as much as I do.

I do not sit in coffee shops. I don't hang out at Barnes & Noble. I don't really sit in the park (I'm too busy cycling it). I am not in school.

I am a bartender. So obviously, that is where I meet the most people and do most of my socialization. It sucks, but that's the way that it seems to have turned out. Not only that, but most New Yorkers do their socialising in bars. Sad, but true.

I have been very patient in finding the right guy. And that patience has also proved to be useful in waiting oh so patiently for the crush I have now. Things seem to be moving at a snail's pace for us, but I do get the sense that he at least likes me too. And for now, that is all I can hope for, because as I stated before, I don't think that the men in New York City are for me. I'm just not that giggly, accommodating, overly soft girly-girl. And I think that is what's killing my love life here. Yet paradoxically, I am an incorrigible flirt. Weird, right? Not that I am trying to be mean or I want to be a tough chick, it's just my personality. I also think that it shows me during courtship who is a wuss and who is a real stand up guy. Personally, I hate wussy, overly sensitive men. I like a man's man. And yet, here in the big city, capital of the world, still I wait to meet him.....