To Match or not to Match?

Mr. Elevator Man escorted me from our lobby to a local bar where we enjoyed thrilling discussions of topics including but not limited to euthanasia and arranged marriages.   I learned that I can develop a taste for whiskey in my berry mojito once I get half way through.  He was sweet, motivated in life, and involved in charity events.  Now why didn't I think of this before!  Attend charity events to meet financially stable bachelors who, if not completely honest in their intent, have the smarts to feign philanthropic support.

This might have to become my new avenue to aquire dates as my Match subscription has...dun dun dun...expired.  My Match page now blinks "subscribe" and teases me by announcing "2 new emails in your inbox! 3 men are interested in you!  See if one of them could be your life path partner! Subscribe Now or you are shit out of luck!"  So I have a few options: a.) Sign up for another 3 months for $60 making sure to mark my calendar and all of my friends' calendars with the cancellation date!  b.) Go to every charity event in town...on second thought this could be very pricey as you often have to pay to get a table.   c.) Cross my fingers that Mac has solid potential and forge ahead full steam.  (Signing back on to Match if and when needed)

After our email exchange requesting shorter spacing between dates Mac suggested he bring me dinner when I landed home from a long weekend of travel.  This time the cleaning effort paid off!  He brought pizza and a spirit for kissing that was more than welcome.  During our couch make-out sesh (finally!) he suggested we ride our bikes to Thursday night's date location.  I wholeheartedly agreed and requested some bike maintenance support pre-ride.  He took this opportunity to use the metaphor of chassis adjusting to cleverly determine my boundaries and intentions in all things physical.  My response: "I only let men adjust my chassis when they are in a monogamous relationship with said chassis."  Sit. Stay.

Growing smitten...

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