So welcome to the fun and foibles of family fix-ups, or rather the disasters. As I find online dating to be more painful than prosperous, I decided to let my mom know that i would not be opposed to a fix-up. Enter in one of Mom's cousins. Please note that to be a cousin of my mother, makes this woman 74. The woman, we'll call her "cousin" tells Mom that she's met this guy and he's very cute, funny and nice and am I interested in a fix-up.
Unbeknownst to me, this whole situation went down. Today I come home to find a voicemail from this guy. I think this is fine, until that is, I press my mom for more details. She calls Cousin, and makes me talk to her. Cousin tells me what she knows, and the I ask how old he is. She tells me, nonchalantly, "he's in his 40s." FORTIES??? What part of me being 31 did she miss? No offense to any forty-year-olds who might read this, but it's one thing to be 40, it's another to be in your 40s.
So a quick round of phone calls begins to a few key people who may know this particular candidate. What do we find out? It's quite possible this guy is not only in his 40s, but possibly, 50 or older.
Needless to say I will somehow get out of this. I'm not ageist, but that is way too old for me to be dating at this point. Additionally, Mom has decided that from now one, she will not allow my info to be given out until she asks some pertinent questions of the candidates... i.e. how old are they!
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