Sometimes I feel that I have been the most unlucky woman in the world when it comes to dating. Generally, I have a hard time finding dates and when I do, I seldom like the guys enough to go on more than one or two dates. Part of the problem is my weight, it is true, but I suspect that even if I were drop dead gorgeous, I would still have problems. I guess I am picky. I generally think that is a good thing though because I firmly believe it is better to be single than with the wrong person. I mean, all one has to do is listen to a Lucinda Williams album to be reminded of THAT.
Anyhow, as much as I feel unlucky, every now and then I am reminded that I am not the most unlucky woman nor have I even encountered the real jerks out there. Check this out if you want to see what I mean:
The Worst Date Ever