Tuesday, August 9, 2005

Can you tell I went on another blind date?

See, here's the thing:

I love my job.  I'm good at it.  I take pride in being good at it.  I work late, if I have to, because I get the work done.  It's what I do.

At the same time, I believe in "fun."  I have an annual pass to Disneyland and I'm not afraid to use it.  I've spent too much money on concert tickets.  I have a snowglobe collection.  I have toys and games and little doohickeys that do fun things.  And (despite the whole jeans thing) I still enjoy warm chocolate cake with ice cream on top. 

What I'm trying to say here is that I'm something of a "work hard, play hard" type of gal.  Totally grounded and responsible when it comes to work; happy to be totally frivolous when it doesn't.  Thrilled to pieces that I get paid enough for the former to be able to afford the latter.

And it is this balance that seems to be so hard to find in straight single males in my age group.  Frequently, I meet guys who are solidly into the playing hard camp, but don't balance this out with a good solid job.  Perhaps this is because I have the misfortune to be seeking a relationship in the Los Angeles area -- but a very high percentage of the guys I meet are waiting tables or doing other temporary work while they're trying to sell their screenplay.  I need to be clear on this.  I'm not looking for a guy with a career because I want him to take care of me.  I'm looking for a guy with a career because I have one.  Which is to say that caring about my job is a significant part of my personality, and I don't match well with someone who is this side of 35 and still isn't settled.

And then there's the other side of the coin -- guys who are so solidly into their work that they don't believe in fun.  The sort of guy who seems uncomfortable if he's not wearing a tie.  The guy who doesn't even own a television set, and to whom I'd have to justify my penchant for Reality TV.  You know the type of person I'm talking about here.  Grown-ups, without the soft chewy childhood bit on the inside.

It's generally one or the other -- I'm having quite a difficult time finding someone with the same balance I have.  And so ... more blind dates for me.

1 comment:

swibirun said...

Why don't you ask the Fed Ex guy out?  he he

I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have my Alexis.  She and I have the same energy level most of the times.

Both of us work hard, play hard.

Chris
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