passed around playthings

By virtue of the fact that I'm a women, and am debatably living in the most sexed up, liberal, open and accepting city in the middle east, on my own, I'm very often the target of the well meaning dating pimp. Well meaning dating pimp (WMDP) can come in the form of a close friend with a speed dating business who needs a favour, or a friend who is convinced you need to embark on a number acquisition quest which she can help with. I am forged of steel and all the well meaning dating pimp is able to do is try to chisel away at my steely intent to never ever, even if a meteor is headed towards earth, never go on a date or end up in a relationship.

But, I've done favours for just such a well meaning dating pimp and gone as a substitute at one of her speed dating events, which was boredom incarnate. it consists of 5 minutes of mindless chatter feining interest in some testosterone challenged,falafel smelling, speed dater's online bingo start up. Then we switch partners and repeat 10 times over. I was pleading for deliverance after the first one but fought to make it seem like I was enjoying the company. Why not make people feel good knowing someone is interested? The night involved a lot of acting engaged. I half expected a dating oscar at the end, but would have been just as pleased if I could have been kidnapped by Oscar from sesame street. Trash cans hold more fascination than these events. Not that I'm saying we were all trashy by attending. Who knows why anyone else came. Maybe they were doing favours for someone too.

Maybe it pumps up their confidence and they can be empowered to find someone who is truly interested in them. Dating pimp was short on woman and had many men. As her close friend I of course was obligated. Watching paint dry would have been more interesting and poking myself with an ice pick would have been more appealing. But a friend is what a friend does. I wasn't obligated to mark down anyone's name and so I didn't. One problem with doing these types of things is that even if you didn't write anyones name down, somehow these men will track you down like hunters on facebook. At least we can choose to ignore friend request.

The other day I had an interesting experience with Don Juan. Reflection brought the realization that I'm not the least bit excited by him. He may be able to get any woman he wants but that category of any excludes me. He can go play with the thousands of peppy american girls on vacation who would be in some sort of 7th heaven to go back to the U.S. with a sex on the beach story with him in it and some lascivious naked frolicking pictures to go along with it.

Upon hearing of my interesting experience and consequential epiphany, another friend decided that I had to sleep with her boyfriends best friend. Why? Because then he can be a pleasure buddy and that apparently is exactly what I need. Why him? because then we can have more fun going as a foursome for late night thai. What is that? It seems that he has had a dry spell for the greater part of a year. I've never met him. I refuse to meet him on principle. Her pushing him on me actually served to push me away from the idea of ever wanting to meet him and I definitely am not into sleeping with him. I felt insulted with her timing and told her so, and of course she told me that she was insulted that I wouldn't at least evaluate him. Am I wrong? I don't think so.