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I have just turned down four tickets to a concert at the Durban Bot gardens tonight because I am single and all my friends have dates. Instead I will be reviewing Anchor Man 2 on my own. Perhaps I will spoil myself with one large popcorn and Coke zero combo.
Now before all you couples pity me. Let me be clear: I am single out of choice. I seem to attract ridiculous men into my life. For example: man who got married whilst he was seeing me. Man who was already married with a child and forgot to tell me. Man who pretended that he had killed himself (after I declined a sexual encounter) and then turned his phone off for a day leaving me to believe he was successful. And recently, Canadian man who told me he had washing to do when I asked him to lunch. It does hurt - but at least it's funny.
I grew up with a grandmother who always told me: "My girl, you need to find a rich man who will look after you". I always replied that I would make my own money and look after myself.
I think it is often the case that we look for anyone to love us instead of looking for the person that we love.
I am ok with being on my own again this Valentine’s day because I know eventually a delicious somebody will be madly in love with my bubble-butt and won't mind my eccentricities. As one colleague points out, at least I don't find myself with someone who is suicidal, with a child or elbow-deep in his laundry.
It's ok though because canteen auntie’s biryani is probably going to give me diarrhea later which would render me useless on a date. So I will enjoy my movie, go home to my own bed and sleep soundly knowing that I am happy, healthy, wealthy, single and ready to mingle. At least auntie gave me a chocolate muffin with my meal so I can say I got something for Valentine's Day.
