on a variety of online dating sites
looking for some sort
of love, or affection,
i spent
a lot of money.
it was the chivalrous
thing to do
to treat a woman to dinner
and drinks
even though it was the first date
and only date.
the odds were that you'd
never see them again
for the rest of your life.
one and out.
it was catch and release
most of the time.
i wasted a lot of money
on gallons of cologne
and mouthwash.
i could have put myself
through med school,
with the money i wasted
on parking,
not to mention
the dry cleaning
bills and haircuts, well
trims.
i used to sigh when the bill
would come to the table,
and the date, stuffed with
a three course meal
and wobbly with four glasses
of wine,
would excuse
herself to go powder
her nose.
rarely did i see a purse open,
most stayed
closed.
feminism. ha. what a joke.
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