Operation: Find Me a Man

I received a call one day from a stranger who knew my name and my mother’s name. I was terrified. I began scrambling to find an old cell phone to record the conversation and any sort of object that would help me locate this man – a compass maybe? As I attempted to put together a makeshift location finder tool (I really thought I could make a device in the span of 5 minutes), it was evident that operation find-strange-man would fail. I ran to see my mother and told her that this guy knew our names and which city we lived in. She looked at me with a straight face and said:

“Oh, so he called?”
“Who? The serial killer on the phone.”
“He’s not a serial killer. He’s new to the city and he had asked me for directions in the mall. I thought he should meet you.”
“I beg your pardon?!”
“Yes, I told him you could show him around since you attend the same university.”
“Am I an immigration officer?”
“An immigration officer, a tour guide, has the city hired me recently?”
“Just talk to him.”
“You already gave him my number. And he could be crazy.”
“There’s no harm in talking to him.”
“Really? So out of the thousands of people in this city, he walks up to you and you just happen to have a daughter who is single and pouf, there is he is on MY phone. Not sketchy at all mom.”

And my mom walks away.

Has this ever happened to you? My mom is unapologetic about finding me a man. She has made it her mission and truly believes that it is one of her duties as mama bear. I don’t know about you, but I prefer not to have people in my circle play matchmaker. It’s worked in the past, but it has also gone horribly wrong. What I’ve also found is that the person who found your match made often feels entitled to the nitty gritty details of your relationship, a situation I would like to avoid all together. It’s true that we’re adults and should conduct ourselves as such, but waters can always be muddied. Valentine’s Day is looming and I’m starting to hear from friends and family that it’s time to go out there and make myself available to all the single men. You would think that because love is in the air around this time of year that I’d be happy to grab hold of this energy and put myself out there, but no. Cupid, if you hear me, leave me alone. I’ve decided I need a bit of me time for the next few months. So this year, Valentine’s Day will be all about my girls.

What are your Valentine’s Day plans? Let me know below!

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