Are We Too Old For This?

“You do realize that _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is probably one of the most racist clubs in Toronto, right?” a friend asked, when I mentioned that another friend of mine was thinking about gathering a group of us to head out there for a night of dancing. “If you’re not white and blonde, forget about it. The fat troll at the door’s gonna feed you some bullshit line about how it’s a 15-20 minute wait and then leave you standing out there until you get tired of waiting and leave.”

I’d only been there once and that time, I was on a guest list, so maybe that was the only reason I got in. But then I remembered how, a couple of years back, I was with a fairly multicultural group — only one of the guys was white — and how we’d had the same problem. We didn’t get in. We stood out in the cold, waiting and waiting because the birthday girl was adamant that this was “the” place she wanted to go to.

I kind of paused and wondered, “Why am I going?”

Privately, I’d been talking about this with a couple of friends, who all said the same thing, “Aren’t we too old to be doing this shit? Heading out to dance and get drunk and hopefully hook up with someone?” And is that really the ideal way to meet someone? In a dimly lit place where you’re plastered, he’s plastered, and you can’t hear a single damn thing that’s being said?

I’ll bet you that the number one thing that’s usually seen in most online dating profiles is this: “Tired of the bar and club scene.”

Is there something fundamentally sad about the person who isn’t tired of the bar and club scene? And why do we still force ourselves to head out on a Friday or Saturday night?

It can be argued, of course, that, if we don’t put ourselves “out there”, then what hope do we have of meeting someone? Granted, there are other ways of meeting people…but why does it seem harder and harder to meet someone? And not just any one…we’re talking about the right one.

Yes, drumming up the courage to approach someone who piques your interest is half the battle…but the other half is the most important part…finding that one person you want to be with for the rest of your life.

Dating just gets so…tiring. After awhile, you just find yourself sitting across from yet another first date and you think, “I don’t give a crap about what your interests are or what you do for a living.”

I just want to fast forward through all of this and be at the part where I’m actually building a life with someone and not still out there, looking for that someone.

*sigh*

~ by mygalfriday78 on May 20, 2007.