The Joys of Singlehood

I showed up at the fabric store yesterday to work and met the new woman who started working there Friday. When she introduced herself to me, she told me her name, and the very next thing was that she was the woman with three single sons. Luckily, my brain was working, and I replied with my name and told her I had a boyfriend. She tried to continue the conversation by saying that unless you are married you still aren’t taken. I didn’t let it go much further than that.

Why do people think they have to set everyone up? And why is it that most of the people who have tried in the last few years think that if I share marital status with someone, then we have enough in common to make a relationship work? Some of them expand their criteria and also include general age range and religion. But really, why is that all the qualifications many people have when they are setting two people up? It’s slightly scary really. Makes you wonder what they have in common with their spouse, because these people are always married as well.

I’m reminded of Bitter-woman-who’s-husband-ran-off-with-a-Peruvian that I had to interact with at BYU’s education placement office. I had to deal with that office a lot to set up my file so I could get a job after graduation. Every time I went in, she either told me about her husband and what a jerk he was, or she would tell me about her single sons and tell me all about their many wonderful qualities, just fishing for me to take the bait. I never bit.

I am open to help in this department, don’t get me wrong. I know I don’t know everything, nor everyone. But I at least want the people providing this help to know me. It also helps when they realize that the person they find for me might not be the person for me, and they need to be okay with that. Because this is one area of my life where I’m going to be extremely picky.