My parents pay special attention to my dating life. I don’t know if it’s because I’m the only one among my three siblings that has never had a “Facebook official” relationship or if it’s because I mostly keep my parents in the dark when it comes to that part of my life.
One time my Dad picked me up from college and while walking across campus to his car I encountered a few female friends of mine. Each of them greeted me with a hug as we walked by. When we reached the car my dad asked if any of them was my girlfriend. I told him they were just friends I had around school. He told the rest of the family I was a playboy around campus.
A couple of years ago my Mom e-mailed me a YouTube video of a Vietnamese beauty pageant in California, noting how beautiful the women were. She asked if I thought the same. It was an awkward e-mail exchange to say the least.
I think my parents are less concerned about my preference for White girls and more anxious to see that I won’t die a lonely hot mess. Diana is engaged and Kim has brought home a boy or two to meet the family over the years. Even my little brother now has a college girlfriend. My parents proudly announced that news at lunch in Falls Church two weeks ago.
It was there that my Mom joked about fixing me up with the daughters of some of her friends. I dismissed it like all their other attempts to meddle in my dating affairs. My aunt told me that my Dad has hope that I’m open to the idea more than ever because I wasn’t as adamant about it as I have been in the past. Sorry Dad, I’ve simply become apathetic about you two constantly trying to fix me up with Vietnamese women.
This week you’re going to hear a lot of stories about jobs and careers, but for me my Quarterlife Crisis is about women.
Deep down inside I would love to find a companion for this big ol’ adventure I call life. However Gen-Y has become the “hook-up” generation and sometimes I feel that I’m a little bit more ol’ fashion than trying to pick-up a one-night stand at the bar.
I’m going through what my friend calls a crush drought. Between work, friends, and trying to be awesome at social media there hasn’t been a lot of prospects in my dating scene. Of course when that happens I’m just left alone with my thoughts and bleak outlook of becoming sad, old, and lonely.
I’m 27 and this is the one part of my life I’d love to get a handle on. Of course it’s also the one part of life you really can’t solve through hard work. Almost everything else in life can be solved, or at least improved through dedication and hard work.
Love isn’t like that.
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