The Wonderous Dating Game by J.M. Mason

Author:J.M. Mason [Mason, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

After trying the dating service several times, I became disappointed in the system. It seemed that the men wanted to tell me what they imagined themselves to be in their minds. Truth didn’t seem to matter to any of them. On the other hand, I was told I was too forthcoming with my personal life in my profile.

PMS is not fun at any age, and I felt it was important for transparency's sake to let them know I’m a full out bitch once a month right on schedule, just like a werewolf. This may be the reason I drew all the nut cases to date.

In my opinion, and from what was said in the profiles, I felt they wanted younger women with big boobs, and I fit neither of their criteria. That’s what I get for being in the middle age category. Too old for the men my age and too young for the older men who had passed male menopause.

My need to have a relationship with someone that enjoyed working for a common goal without a boss was my first goal. Then I wanted someone to age with me so we could sit on the porch in our rocking chairs to watch the sunrises and sunsets together through bleary eyes.

I was determined to find a partner on my own. There had to be a way to find the truth behind the profile before I agreed to meet them. Maybe Marge had the answers for me. I decided to talk with her to see what she had to say about the issue.

“I need to discuss the date with Henry,” I said. “His mood swings were coming at me fast and furious, and he scared the living daylights out of me. Have you had any reports about him from other women?”

“Yes, we have,” Marge answered. “Therefore, I told you to read the profile carefully.”

“But I didn’t see anything to warn me he was frightening. What did I miss?”

“We have a code key at the bottom of the inside cover of each profile book to make it easier for the clients to know to be cautious. Did you ever see that?”

“No, I’ve been just interested in men.”

Marge quickly put her hand over her mouth and coughed, in my opinion, she laughed at me. Lately, many people were infected with the same cough and held their hands over their mouth when I discuss my dates.

She picked up one of the profile books and showed me the color-coded key with the meanings written plainly beside each protocol, flipping the page to Henry’s mug shot, she showed me where to find the color-coded box. Sure enough, there it was, the box that warned me and others of his temperament and anger issues.

I left the dating service without another date because I feared that one of the men, I chose wouldn’t be evaluated by someone before me who cared enough to make the behavior available to those of us who take things at face value.

Dating

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