The Dating Game

I've been joking with my friends lately that I've been out of the dating "game" for more than two years, that I'm not the smooth operator I once was and all that jazz...

But then I got to thinking... at what point was I ever IN the dating game?

Somewhere in my life line, I became "one of the guys." I've never been great with girls, always preferring the easy company of guys. Admittedly, this has its own set of problems; namely, most of them forgot that I was, in fact, a girl. I became privy to man jokes and bromances, and my girl-dom only really came into play when it was Mother's Day or one of my boys became interested in my best friend.

As one of the guys, most of my relationship have evolved out of friendships. By the time it ever got around to dating, Boyfriend and I were already on a level playing field. It didn't seem like a big deal to call Drew, and I never worried about texting Evan first.

I'm not sure how our parents ever managed to date and get to know each other before the advent of text messaging. I've heard people joke about waiting by their phone to hear from a previous date, but even phone calls are antiquated these days. Nowadays, it's all about the text message. That message alert goes off, and you can hardly get to your screen fast enough. But forget texting right back. Oh, no no no. There must be some wait time in between.

And then there's Facebook/Twitter/etc. You meet a boy, you Facebook boy. Then boy comes to your house and asks to borrow your computer, and wouldn't you know his own name comes up thanks to AutoFill. You should just take my word for it on this one; it's very awkward.

Dating. Oy.