Four Faintly Funny Stories

Four short stories that at times read like fiction, but I can honestly (and somewhat unfortunately) say, they are truth!

The funny: Say my name, bitch!

I tried internet dating a couple of times. Had a couple of pleasant dates, some lecherous dates, went out a couple of times with one guy and then there was ‘Nick’.

Nick and I met on NZ Dating, he lived in Auckland and I lived in Hamilton. We dated for about 3 months. It was never very serious and simply ran its course, but that’s not the funny story here.

Boys. Men. Relationships or the lack of.

This blog post is somewhat of a purge for me. I needed to get it out.

 

I have a crap track record with men.

I say men, but my track record with women is equally as bad, sadly I have not even gotten close to a relationship (or otherwise) with a woman for more years than I would like to admit. When I finally meet one that is as interested in me as I am in her, then maybe we’ll have a story to tell.

Back to men. So I’ve gotten to the point that I’ve had so much ‘bad luck’ with men that I’m coming to the realisation that it may not be luck anymore… it may be me.