Saturday, April 17, 2010

Speed Dating

Saturday, April 17, 2010

At 1.30pm, I was asking my friends on FaceBook what I should wear to a coffee date, and forty five minutes later, I let them all know that I was nearly home!!!

Wow, that was a doozy. I really have to filter the online dates more carefully...much.more.carefully. I had no plans, so when the guy, who I'll call Malcolm, suggested meeting for coffee, I figured, hey why not, plus I hadn't had a coffee yet and was in need of my one and only for the day.

As I've mentioned before, I don't travel for first dates. I'll go anywhere within walking distance from home. By anywhere, I mean anywhere of my choosing. My hood is not short on cafes, so I opted for one in a side street where I hoped I wouldn't run into anyone I knew.

I saw him waiting outside the cafe and wanted to keep walking, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and said hello. Even though it was a weekend, afternoon thing, I still made an effort to look ok...put on makeup, jeans, nice top. Malcolm, on the other hand, hadn't bothered...or perhaps this was him trying to impress. Black, screen printed tee shirt, faded black shorts and thongs. Nothing a good shopping trip with me couldn't fix.

It went downhill from there though. Coffees were ordered and already I was looking for his personality. Maybe he was nervous. Thankfully my latte and his cappuccino arrived. He asked why I didn't drink coffee and was I a tea lady (TEA LADY???). Ummm, I'm DRINKING coffee...

Still looking for his personality.

Me: "What do you do for work?"

Malcolm: "When I work I do general administration, but my contract was up and I'm in between jobs"

Me: "Oh ok, so general admin involves what, like filing and answering phones?"

Mal: "Yes"

About now, five minutes after meeting him, I decided we had no chemistry, absolutely zilch in common and I needed to leave. My sister in law had sent me a text asking if I could pick up my niece in twenty minutes...a necessary white lie. Our coffees were finished and I asked for the check. To my horror surprise, he pulled out of his pocket a VELCRO WALLET. Like the ones school kids use, except he's 46 years old. It was so tattered it looked like he'd had it since school.

I didn't want to wait, so I went to the register where I was told our total was $7.00. I had my wallet in my hand and could see he wasn't going to offer to pay for me, so I handed over $4.00 and walked towards the door. We walked outside, where I said goodbye and headed, rather quickly, home.

That was ten minutes of my life I'm never going to get back...

This gets added to the "dates not worthy of the time to get ready" list.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Told You So...

Monday, April 12, 2010

In more than one previous post, I've mentioned that there are VERY FEW donors in Australian sperm banks and therefore even fewer choices in New South Wales and every time I do, I get shit for it. There are readers who think I'm exaggerating.

I've been called selfish, for wanting a baby without having a partner. Really???

I've been told I'm selfish because I'm using a donor from the US because the child will have a more difficult time locating his/her birth father at age 18. Really???

I've been told to suck it up and let it go. If I can't get pregnant the "natural" way, I'm obviously not meant to have a baby. Really and fuck off...

This article is in today's Daily Telegraph. It justifies what I've been saying all along about Australian sperm banks and the difficulty in doing IVF without a partner. Some of the comments made me want to reach into the screen and shake the posters.

I scanned it here too, in case you just wanted to read it without the comments...


The 7pm Project also did a segment on it tonight...

After reading a lot of the posts on the 7PM forum, and the article written in Grazia, I see now that a lot of people are ill-informed, or would just rather voice their opinion without actually knowing the facts. These mediums give some of the facts, but not all and many of us (not me) go by what we've heard/read only once without bothering to research further.

I've ranted enough now...but I can now say "I told you so".

N x