I’m single, not dying!
There is a bunch of people on this planet whose sole purpose in life is to irritate me, I know this. And today’s lot are the ones who ask me if I’m single (which is a-whole-nother issue but I’ll save that for another day / rant) and then when I say yes, they respond with:
“oh dear .. ”
And sort of trail off into a now awkward silence (with a gently .. somehow sympathetic smile) .. as tho I might cry due to my delicate (and single!) state.
But you see, I don’t think I mind being single. After all, I’ve spent over half my living years in this state. Sure, some days it’d be nice to have an “other half”, but then I remember what a pain in the ass I am and I remind myself why I am single 😉
So ya know what?
From now on when someone says to me “Guess what!? I’ve met someone, we’re dating!” I am gonna go “aww .. sorry to hear that ..” and tilt my head in a sympathetic angle,applying the same pitying face they give me when I say I’m still single and see what they $#@! do!