Dating Other People Is a Stupid Concept

I don’t have time for that nonsense. I won’t do it.

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A few months ago, I was seeing a guy on a semi-regular basis. He was nice. He had his collective crap together. I was pretty certain he didn’t kick puppies.

I know, that last one is weird. But when you’re 45 and terminally single, a guy who doesn’t kick puppies seems like a catch.

It was short lived. The problem? The age old “seeing other people.” I think the whole concept is stupid.

Seeing other people means one thing: I’m not sure about you so I am keeping my options open.

That tastes horrible.

I have been on a lot of first dates. A couple second dates. A very small handful of more than two. I’ve gotten good at reading people. I know when chemistry is not there. Above all else, after two divorces, I know how to spend my time and with whom to spend it.

The aforementioned gentleman routinely told me how busy he was. We would go weeks without seeing each other. Turns out, some of his busyness was trying out other people. Nope. Hard pass.

To be clear, I’m not one to lock down a guy and stake my claim and scream commitment after two dates. I just don’t waste…