The Dating Game
The Dating Game Not a game I’ve ever won. After my divorce, my friends were all eager for me to meet “Mr. Right”. Thus, I experienced more dates in my forties than I ever had had in my younger days. In my teens I was always one to “go steady” (sort of a quaint phrase) because I never enjoyed dating and I found that I still felt that way thirty years later. Some of the more memorable dates will be mentioned. Memorable for various reasons. The Pragmatist It was usual for me to invite the date in for a drink before we left for dinner. As I may have mentioned, I was in my genteel poverty era. I lived in a lovely pre-war home in a prestigious neighborhood. Anyway, the date was pleasant enough and commented on how nice my house was. And then wasting no time with chit chat, he asked me how much equity I had in it. Needless to say there was no second date. The Enforcer Many times I would invite the date in for a nightcap if it seemed appropriate. My sons wer...