Let's Go on a Date...

For once, I'd love to be asked out by a guy that is single. 

I want him to be all nervous about the date (and so will I!). 

He'll make an effort, get dressed, smell nice, speak proper, great breath. 

He'll pick me up on time, make plans for a fun evening. 

He'll take me to a nice restaurant with great food (not a joint) where we'll both get to talk and eat by ourselves, not joined by any of his homeboys. 

We'll have small banter (at first) where he won't reveal to me that he just happens to be married. 

We'll talk about the future, current interests, favorite movies. No politics! No sexual innuendo!! No time spent on our phones!!! 

In the end, he'll take me home where he won't attempt to kiss me and call me soon after to thank me for a lovely evening, hoping that we could get to do it again. 

And I would say, "Yes, I'd really like that!"

Let me summarize the point of the daydream that may or may not have perked y'all's interests...especially as this is a blog about being single. The point of it is not to say, 'oh, woe me I'm single.' I celebrate the single life, that's the point of ...Anita Writes. 

I would just like the men to have a little more respect for women. There's no thrill anymore in dating. No chase, no fascination, no wonder. It's all, "if you don't like what I'm selling, there are plenty women who would, so next." Men don't seem to realize there's a difference between quality and quantity. I've gone on dates where it's all so stupid: guy can't hold an intellectual conversation or invites his homies to come along so they can assess me, or it's just an intro into sex: he starts talking about how many women he has in his harem. Sex and Stupidity. That's the recipe for dating in this Pop Culture/ Social World Age. It is riddled with Sex and Stupidity. 

For once, I'll just like a date that is not filled with that much B.S. 

Romance and What If's.