Good, But Apparently Not Good Enough

So I was talking to Brenda, the receptionist at my job, about some random things. Then she said something about her son, which made me think a little bit.

A few months ago, I was joking around with her, saying she should hook me up with her son. Totally joking, of course, but what rubbed me wrong was that she ignored me. She always says how she loves me and wonders why I'm alone, but on the flip side, won't introduce me to her young, eligible son? That's weird.

The only thing I chalked it up to was that she didn't want to mix work with personal, but that was a small saving grace, trust me. So of course I got to thinkin'.

What makes me good, but not good enough? How can I be so awesome, but still be by myself? No one I know hangs out with me and says, "I know the perfect guy for you." I do it for them all the time, but whatever.

Is it that my greatness is intimidating to men, so they're afraid to approach me? Or am I just "one of those" that can hang out with people and be happy, relationship free?

I don't know, just a thought that ran through my mind...

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