Matchmaker and Dating Coach
If I could wave a magic wand, I would make all the heartache and loneliness of single people disappear, and allow Tarzan and Jane to find true love in each others' arms. In two years of dating I've compiled enough strange and funny dating stories to fill a kiss-and-tell blog website. And in two years there was this one woman who was far beyond special, who made my knees go to Jello and my heart soar, but then she made my heart sore. I still feel like putting a long-stemmed red rose on her doorstep every day. But I never cried. There was some dirt in my eyes. My allergies were acting up. I'm sure that's the reason.
So I'm a relationship loser, I accept it. But those who can't do, teach. I've been doling out advice about dating since I became single. I can decode male intentions and translate Mars to Venus. But what most coaches can't do is my specialty ~ I'm the only mortal male in existence who understands women. I was given the "codebook" to females by forces from beyond and for the first year I used that knowledge with gusto, mostly for selfish hedonistic pleasures, and the second year I only made use of the superpowers to find thelove of my life.
Since then I've done penance, hung up my player's cleats, stopped seeking true love and decided to "just be." I'm here for a reason, because I love being asked my opinion about someone's dating dilemma and I'm told I'm a great and perceptive coach. At last count, my advice created three engagements for people who were up till then hopeless. What's in it for me? The advice column needs questions! At some point, if I ask you if I can use your story and you agree, it'll make a wonderful blog entry, and someone else might learn from your experience. And maybe if I create enough good karma, I can erase the sins of my past. Maybe even heal those I've hurt.
Meanwhile, if dating is frustrating you, please send me an email ("Dear Playboy Author Boy") and I'll open the codebook and see what it says.
No comments:
Post a Comment