Dating in LA Sucks, Part III
Royal Clayton's
On Sunday, I met a guy at Royal Clayton‘s who expressed to me why dating in LA sucks. He essentially said there were no viable candidates. I told him I felt vaguely insulted.
However, I do know what he means. He can’t seem to find a normal girl. Nor can I seem to find a normal guy. I somewhat feel it’s partially because I live in Los Angeles where everyone has their group of friends and no one really goes out of their way to make new friends but also because of the age we live in. As I’ve stated before, online dating makes it way too easy.
Beauty is in the eye of the Beer holder.
This is a quote above the Royal Clayton’s bar.
I’ve been told I’m picky. However, I don’t think it’s a bad thing to be selective. Especially now when I don’t really want to waste my time in relationships that aren’t fulfilling. I’m not looking for “the one.” Nor do I want something traditional like marriage or kids. But I do believe strongly in the word “partner” and “boyfriend.”
I miss those micro-relationships. Those moments when you know that guy isn’t good enough but he’s there. He’s fun and games and not altogether bad. He’s just not boyfriend material. However, I know if I get involved with a micro-relationship, I may not be open to meeting that partner, that boyfriend.
I have a general notion of what I want in a guy. This apparently makes me picky. Is it really terrible to want to be happy? This guy asked me what was my shortest date. I thought maybe it was 30 minutes but it’s probably closer to an hour. I’m a nice girl! Though sometimes I wish I wasn’t hence this horrible date last year.
Stop looking. Keep looking. I can’t decide. But now I’m 3 days away from the craziest singles party I’ve heard so I guess I’m committed to at least keep looking for now.
happy hour menu
As I finished up happy hour at at Royal Clayton’s with my bloody mary and Gloucestershire (sliced pork sausage sandwich), I wondered what’s in store for me this weekend.
Gloucestershire
bloody mary
Well, at least I know there’s food and booze involved.
Ah, well, indeed. LA dating seems harder than anywhere else… but I don’t think it really is. I have amazing, gorgeous girlfriends all over the world who think their city sucks for dating. I think its just difficult to make a great, mutual connection with someone who has the same goals / intentions. Maybe its harder nowadays because people are less willing to “settle,” hence are labeled “picky” (which, btw, I consider a good thing… why waste time with someone you know isn’t right when you could be dating more suitable people?)
I enjoyed your post, and hope you run across some nice, “normal” guys – who also get your blood pumping. 🙂
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Hey Natalie! Thanks for the comment. Indeed, I don’t think it’s necessarily LA itself. It could be a city thing. The gay boyfriend and I have a theory that people “settle” in small towns while in cities, people concentrate on their careers more and don’t feel a rush to get married (marriage being my shorthand for serious relationships– not my goal).
I surely do hope I find someone who gets the blood pumping! Thank you.
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Picky – shmicky. Knowing what you want isn’t being picky, it’s exactly what you said, “not settling.” I think dating anywhere kinda sucks since it’s so hard to meet genuine people. I’ve lived all over and I do have to say that LA is pretty high up on the list of suckage (don’t think that’s a word, but I’m making it one) quality people.
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I do agree dating probably sucks everywhere. Unfortunately, for now I’m in LA and this is what I’m seeing. But there are some universal things women go through dating that I’m going to post about later. My next topic- the unreturned phone call.
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