Dating Coach For Lovers

I wouldn’t consider myself a great looking man. I wouldn’t consider myself rich or even funny. That is why I have such a hard time meeting women. It all started back in puberty in the infamous boy’s locker room. The jocks getting with all the cheerleaders and me, getting gold bond and icy hot all over my jock strap. I just couldn’t compete with these guys. And as I retreated further and further into nerdom, I found out that being captain of the chess team will not get you laid. All I wanted in high school was to get laid. It never happened. Good grades, honor roll and halfway done with my associate’s degree before I even graduated from high school. All I wanted was a girlfriend. All through collage, the same thing. Yeah I got the occasional scrap or two thrown at me, but she was usually really unattractive, or really really drunk. I once struggled through a relationship just for the sake of having a relationship. Flowers, cards, dinner the whole nine yards. After a few months of consta...

  I was in line, checking out at Target yesterday, when I heard the female checkout clerk say something that, to the average person, would be completely normal and innocuous. When I heard it, however,  it struck me as a very primal thing , a long evolved behavior showing up in a modern society that purports to have moved out of the caves. Now, in the interest of full disclosure, I was shopping at Target for two reasons: 1) they have all the stuff I needed and 2) they actually give me a bag, whereas the idiots at WalMart now try to sell me one because the communists on the Austin City Council have outlawed plastic bags. But Target is friendly, quick, they appreciate my business, give me 5% off because I’m a Red Card holder (not quite the same as an American Express Black Card holder, but not only do I get the discount, I don’t have to pay a $5k a year fee, and they even take it at the Starbucks in the Target). I digress, obviously, although the mini-lesson is I was prob...