I recently got an email from the Lucky Girl behind How Very Lucky, a single girl living in NYC. We have exchanged quite a few emails and I really dig her blog. It’s an honest and hilarious account of her online (and some offline) dating experiences.
This post that I’m sharing with you today had me in stitches!
Enjoy!
When the first thing is the last thing
I received an e-mail from a guy last night who claimed that he’s trying to relive his youth by re-reading all the books he read in high school. Personally, I think he hardly needs to do that when he’s got this nugget:
First thing is first. I wanted to disclose this immediately so it does not look like I am hiding something. My profile is correct I do with parents/extended family. I live with my mom. I could afford to move out anytime I wish and I am free to go anytime I wish. I choose not to at this point.
I am immediately confused by this disclosure because nowhere in his profile does it indicate that he lives at home with his mom. For all the dating sites I’ve tried, not one has a section indicating whether or not one still lives in the house from which they went to high school. Possibly because it is assumed that they don’t.
But this guy does. And in my estimation, here’s why:
My cooking has improved since I almost burned down my brother’s apartment 7 years ago.
So, if I understand correctly, if I date this guy and go home with him, his mom can make us breakfast the next day. Or, I can bring him home with me and he can make us breakfast-slash-burn down my apartment.
Match Fail.
Fail indeed. Breakfast-slash-burn down my apartment. Ha!









