Sunday, March 9, 2008

Let the Blogging Begin.

It's a couples' city, Vancouver.  More than any city I've lived in, Vancouverites of un certain age seem to have a laser-like focus on settling down: couple up, buy a condo, buy a dog, buy a barbecue (necessarily in that order), make couple-y friends, have some kids, retire.

Yawn.

So what does the single girl do?  Wait for her girlfriends to benevolently bestow their presence upon her when their boyfriend's out of town for the weekend or hitting the golf course for the afternoon?  Hope the cute boy from the office elevator will finally speak to her today?  Nope. Elevator Boy suffers from Vancouver Syndrome: don't approach, don't be approachable, look down and mind your own business.  If you make eye contact, look away immediately, and never, ever, smile.

So, I'm embarking on a one-girl revolution.  I'm in my late twenties and refuse to submit to the pressure to couple up (yet).  I also refuse to accept the cool haughtiness of Vancouver singles.  I'm determined to date the hell out of this city.  I'm going to talk to Elevator Boy, whether he talks back or not.   Stay tuned to see how I get on...


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