Tuesday, July 19, 2005
( 8:47 AM ) teahouse
My friend J, who is newly divorced, was lamenting to me the other night about the dearth of eligible single men in New York.
She's gone on a lot of bad dates in the last couple of months. She complains that the men are all shallow, not intellectual enough, only concerned with looks and incapable of intelligent conversation.
I keep telling her that the timing is just not right. That she'll meet someone nice very soon.
"Yeah," she said. "The blind guy who lives down the hall asked me out. I'm considering going out on a date with him."
"Well, at least you know he won't just stare at your breasts all night." #