Chapter 7
Since a personal ad provided my initial wake-up call in the form of Neil, I decided to give placing an ad another try. Danita, Karen and I spent about ten minutes coming up with, “SBF, 25, seeks energetic, educated and exciting SBM to warm up my fall nights.”
The lack of effort put into the ad translated into the lack of excellence among the respondents. The ad brought out nothing but men with very high opinions of themselves that I did not share. Barry, bragged about his bachelor’s degree, earned while serving time for larceny. Eugene, who described himself as ‘exciting,’ was dull enough to peel paint. Don’t get me started on Sammy. He explained his high energy levels by telling me stories about how he sexed his ex for hours at a time—in graphic detail. In a word, gross.
Mee
