When you first start seeing someone, the choice of dating activity is crucial. In London many of us like to visit the pub where social pressure is minimal. As far as I am concerned, the pub works - why take an iconoclastic approach to dating? Dating is difficult enough as it is without the additional … Continue reading The horror of the ‘alternative’ date
I am a workaholic. My candle is well and truly burnt at both ends. I do it for the man, of course. But then the man pays me well. And I like him. Sure, the corporate world is driven by greed, but no one pretends otherwise - this naked fact guides our every action. There … Continue reading What happened when I tried to leave work on time
I met my brother Dan in Hilly Fields, a park in Brockley. As we walked his wheezing collie, Jackson, I recounted the previous night's events. "So, you like her then?" "I was getting to that bit. She texted me earlier to say we should just be friends. There was no spark, she said." "You what?" … Continue reading My brother is always in complete control
Today I am going to be busy. Some men dig ditches, others stack shelves or clean toilets. I work in an office. So when I complain that I will be busy, what I really mean is that my life has worked out. Today will be a good day.
I do not like 'taking it easy'. There really is little point in resting on a Sunday. Sure, Sunday is supposed to be the day to recharge, to regroup and gather yourself. But while you may rest your body the mind never switches off, never takes a break. One simply pretends to rest while continuing … Continue reading Sunday is not a day of rest
At home, Luke was working at the kitchen table. He was using an iMac with various plugged-in devices snaking across the desk. I said, "It looks like the Bat Cave in here. Don’t you ever switch off?" Luke closed the laptop. "You're early," he said, "I wasn't expecting you back for ages. Didn't go well, … Continue reading The time I was nearly beaten up on a date
After my mauling at speed-dating, I craved purity. Luke thought I was being ungrateful. "Come on, man," he said. "At least you got laid. I don't understand why you're never satisfied." "Lucas, you make me sound like some kind of insatiable beast. I've told you before, I'm looking for a girlfriend. Instead I meet a … Continue reading Another poorly managed coffee-shop date
In the end, we had a late one. The next morning, feeling a powerful hangover, I decided to immerse myself in hot drinks and Twitter action – the rest of the day would take care of itself. I walked into the office kitchenette to find Rita by the kettle. The angle of the door had … Continue reading Is my boss trying to intimidate me?
My housemate Luke suggested we try speed dating... --- I was glad to be doing something with Luke other than drink tea. It had also been a while since I did anything special in the dating sphere. Online dating seemed to reduce everyone to a soundbite, a glib comment, a filtered photo and the illusion … Continue reading I tried speed dating – it nearly ruined me
It was early afternoon and Jess walked into my office. I was alone and listening to the Beastie Boys on my computer. "Oh god," she said. "You're listening to that eighties crap again. Things must be bad." "It's nineties crap, actually. And yes, things are bad." Jess peered over my shoulder. "Working hard as well, … Continue reading My life was taking a downturn