Diaries of the Underemployed, Chapter 14: Derelicte
2009 March 25
Lyndsay Rush
Last week I shed my Temp skin and emerged from my office cocoon transformed into a beautiful, underemployed butterfly. It was like a slow motion segment on the discovery channel with Enya playing in the background. Brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it.
Well now that I’m a glorious butterfly fluttering in and out of odd jobs, it has dawned on me that perhaps I need a new hobby. With all the spare time on my hands I decided to take up professional dating. I mean, its probably just a wise business decision. Now I’m not talking about a sugar daddy, people. That’s disgusting (and Craig’s List bans it). I’m talking a partner in crime, a teammate, someone to eat cheese with.
I started to do a little research on the dating statistics in my city and my new hobby came to a screeching halt when I stumbled across this disturbing map.
Yes, you are seeing things right; my city of Chicago has more than 40,000 single women than single men. I’m no accountant, but those odds don’t seem in my favor. Looks like I might need to find a new hobby. Knitting anyone?
Love is a battlefield,
LR
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Come to San Francisco, where the odds are overwhelmingly in your favor!!!! Oh wait….
Those numbers shouldn’t discourage you. Some of those chicks are probably after only married men, and thusly not competing for the same dudes you are. Some single women are seeking single women, reducing the number even more. Probably a large number of the “single” women are obnoxious or unattractive in some way. Step out and see what you can find, and don’t forget that you’re bad, you’re nationwide. Take up knitting AFTER you fail.
I wonder what it is that makes the women move east and the men move west…
“I wonder what it is that makes the men move west…”
East coast woman?
Maybe all the woman move east to escape all the pervy guys moving west.
The great thing about being single is my money is my money and it will always be my money. I don’t need to spend it on anyone (and really, why would I want to hang with anyone that only did it for the monetary benefit?).
Six figures goes far alone. Not so much if you saddle up with obligations.
And while you’re running the numbers, add in things like religion. Crunching the numbers on finding a mate when you need an “educated, ambitious, 25-30yr old female atheist who does not have or want children and does not want to get married (sorry, I’m not risking my income for life on the idea of love)” … and then break it down geographically and you will find that you might have a few dozen or hundred possibilities (only based purely on probability) in your state or city.
So… save time, energy, drama and money. Go it alone.
Wow, “no,” way to pee in everyone’s Frosted Mini Wheats. Have fun with your money but remember, even Mr. Burns has Smithers.
Right on “no”! I’m also trying to “financialize” my life..
Most of those single women are struggling (fat) single moms, stuck in improverished cities.
I hang in immigrant hoods to meet undocumented greencard hotties