Chivalry, where are you?

I’ve written in the past about the death of chivalry and most recently, I chimed in about the horrendous patterns I see in online dating – and I can’t figure out how to break the cycle.  It happened in again.

I found a nice guy online.  We exchanged pleasantries.  He drops his phone number into an email and suggest we “text.”  So, then what?  We enter into the infamous text relationship that either 1) never goes anywhere or 2) shows me he’s a dud.

I don’t mean to harp on my college boyfriend – that was about 20 years ago – but the dude brought flowers to my dorm room on regular basis. I have several graduate degrees, I own my home, I make a good salary, plus I’m loving and passionate.  I don’t deserve a text or email relationship.  I deserve to be treated on a date somewhere nicer than Dunkin Donuts.  Flowers can be an inexpensive but effective way to win me over!

And if anyone has a problem with this, then, (pardon my French), fuck him!  Seriously, I lead a very fulfilling life and will only invite a man in if he is going to make my life better.  And if he thinks a relationship via text or over a donut is better…well….then he needs to find a girl who has lower standards.

Listen, my point is this – there is no reason to lower my standards or aim for loser just because I’m 39.  Or plus sized.  Or single.  I do not want to be a statistic.

I will get off my soap box now.  But be prepared, readers.  If anyone guy gives me his number to text after exchanging two emails, I’m going to scream! 

Step outside the box.  Let’s choose the path towards adventure, future man in my life!