Two reasons why being single is depressing
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Reason #1
Since I am in the entertainment industry (no I am not a stripper) I get invited to a lot of those super show off events that are filled with gorgeous celebrities and heiresses dressed to impressed in lovely evening gowns designed by I don’t know who and Men in stunning tux but rather generic. Anyway, this particular event is an award show and to top it all – a black tie affair.
I really want to go. The problem really is that I am not going to know a large amount of people there. Ok fine. I wont know anyone. Every single event that I get invited to, I naturally bring my platonic female friend, The Writer (remember the Sex Museum Gala?). She is always perfect at these shindigs. She’s pretty, elegant and extremely pleasant. If we’d gone together, we would’ve met a ton of people and gotten involved in all kinds of interesting conversations. We would’ve had slightly too much to drink but still remain poised, laughed ourselves silly and just had a good time.
But, She will not be in town this week.
It even crossed my mind to ask The Pearl. It would’ve been fun for her and she too, has certain flair. But, she is not someone I would bring to a black tie. I dont really know the real reason...Plus, after what she recently did to me, I scratched the idea immediately.There are a few other potentials, but they just wouldn’t be a great fit – we wouldn’t look great together you know?
And that awful blind date that I had a couple of weeks ago emailed me. She recently renovated her apartment, and wants me to come over to see it on Saturday night. I considered telling her that I had moved to Indonesia. But then I decided I just couldn’t be bothered to type the name of a country with that many letters in it. So I just didn’t answer.
Which means that, if I want to go, I'll have to attend solo. I just don’t like walking into parties alone. It sets a bad precedent for the rest of the night.
Reason #2
One nice thing among many about being in a couple is that you watch each other’s backs. Support one another. Look out for the well being of your partner. Make sure important things don’t slip through the cracks.
The big posh award dinner that I got invited to?
It’s tomorrow night.Which means I won’t be going. Not enough time to find a fabulous dress, or to find somebody to accompany me. I don't know what happened. I got the invite in the mail, glanced at it quickly and figured that I had plenty of time to deal with it and respond. So I tossed it into my ever growing, already enormous Papers to Deal With pile.
And then quickly forgot about it.If it hadn’t been for one of the party’s organizers emailing me yesterday to ask if I was coming or not, I would’ve totally spaced on it. I'm just so busy and overextended that a few things are bound to slip through the cracks here and there. Even though I carefully record all appointments, meetings and obligations on my blackberry. I feel like I need a week to just do paperwork and get back on track.
My thinking is, if I was in a relationship, my girlfriend might’ve said to me, What about that party on Thursday night? We still going?
To which I would’ve replied, Why yes, of course. Looking forward to spending a glamorous night out together.
And she might’ve then coyly said, After I am done doing yoga, which I do six nights a week to make myself super flexible and limber, I’ll go dress to the nines in my fancy evening gown. Though I won’t be wearing any underwear underneath, of course.
Hey, give me a break. If I’m not going to get to go to the party, at least allow me this one daydream.
There’s no harm in that. Right?
And, of course, next week I have to attend an Off-Broadway play that one friend is directing and another is acting in. Which means this whole dilemma begins again very soon. I guess I can always just ask a random friend to go with me, but it's never quite as much fun to bring a random woman who probably would not enjoy herself.
Since I am in the entertainment industry (no I am not a stripper) I get invited to a lot of those super show off events that are filled with gorgeous celebrities and heiresses dressed to impressed in lovely evening gowns designed by I don’t know who and Men in stunning tux but rather generic. Anyway, this particular event is an award show and to top it all – a black tie affair.
I really want to go. The problem really is that I am not going to know a large amount of people there. Ok fine. I wont know anyone. Every single event that I get invited to, I naturally bring my platonic female friend, The Writer (remember the Sex Museum Gala?). She is always perfect at these shindigs. She’s pretty, elegant and extremely pleasant. If we’d gone together, we would’ve met a ton of people and gotten involved in all kinds of interesting conversations. We would’ve had slightly too much to drink but still remain poised, laughed ourselves silly and just had a good time.
But, She will not be in town this week.
It even crossed my mind to ask The Pearl. It would’ve been fun for her and she too, has certain flair. But, she is not someone I would bring to a black tie. I dont really know the real reason...Plus, after what she recently did to me, I scratched the idea immediately.There are a few other potentials, but they just wouldn’t be a great fit – we wouldn’t look great together you know?
And that awful blind date that I had a couple of weeks ago emailed me. She recently renovated her apartment, and wants me to come over to see it on Saturday night. I considered telling her that I had moved to Indonesia. But then I decided I just couldn’t be bothered to type the name of a country with that many letters in it. So I just didn’t answer.
Which means that, if I want to go, I'll have to attend solo. I just don’t like walking into parties alone. It sets a bad precedent for the rest of the night.
Reason #2
One nice thing among many about being in a couple is that you watch each other’s backs. Support one another. Look out for the well being of your partner. Make sure important things don’t slip through the cracks.
The big posh award dinner that I got invited to?
It’s tomorrow night.Which means I won’t be going. Not enough time to find a fabulous dress, or to find somebody to accompany me. I don't know what happened. I got the invite in the mail, glanced at it quickly and figured that I had plenty of time to deal with it and respond. So I tossed it into my ever growing, already enormous Papers to Deal With pile.
And then quickly forgot about it.If it hadn’t been for one of the party’s organizers emailing me yesterday to ask if I was coming or not, I would’ve totally spaced on it. I'm just so busy and overextended that a few things are bound to slip through the cracks here and there. Even though I carefully record all appointments, meetings and obligations on my blackberry. I feel like I need a week to just do paperwork and get back on track.
My thinking is, if I was in a relationship, my girlfriend might’ve said to me, What about that party on Thursday night? We still going?
To which I would’ve replied, Why yes, of course. Looking forward to spending a glamorous night out together.
And she might’ve then coyly said, After I am done doing yoga, which I do six nights a week to make myself super flexible and limber, I’ll go dress to the nines in my fancy evening gown. Though I won’t be wearing any underwear underneath, of course.
Hey, give me a break. If I’m not going to get to go to the party, at least allow me this one daydream.
There’s no harm in that. Right?
And, of course, next week I have to attend an Off-Broadway play that one friend is directing and another is acting in. Which means this whole dilemma begins again very soon. I guess I can always just ask a random friend to go with me, but it's never quite as much fun to bring a random woman who probably would not enjoy herself.
