Day: September 9, 2010

A Secretarial Boyfriend, Please

I don’t need a boyfriend.  I need a secretary.  Would it be possible, I wonder, to find one person to fulfill both rolls?  I’m thinking something along the lines of, “Hey babe, could you grab me another cup of coffee?  And while you’re at it, please call Date #9 to confirm that I’m meeting him in Rittenhouse tomorrow night.  Thanks hon!” Then again, maybe not. I’ve been resisting the urge to create a spreadsheet to keep track of my dates (seriously, a spreadsheet?  Isn’t that just a tab dehumanizing?), but now I’m starting to think that my sticky tabs aren’t going to cut it.  Not when I’ve spent the past 48 hours arranging another first date marathon. I’m going with a nice neutral colored nail polish this time because being the mature serial dater that I am (and no, “mature serial dater” is not an oxymoron!), I’ve learned from my past mistakes. Lesson #1: If you want to end up with some seriously messed up cuticles, then by all means: go ahead and repaint your …