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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Not So Dirty 30: Manless in Atlanta

It was not until I had to attend a ball recently that I realized the harsh truth: I know no men!

And I am not talking about dream boats to fall in love with and marry. I am talking about single, clean men that have good enough manners to escort me to an event without making me look stupid!

You should have seen me hours before the event, surfing my phone's contact list like a loser. All my guy friends are either married, out of state, involved, or impossible to understand outside of the context of a text. Unfortunately, emoticons and mispelled slang are not acceptable ways to converse at a formal event.

At this point, I don't know if I want a boyfriend or husband or whatever. But a lady would like a presentable male to escort her to these pesky social events. I will keep you posted on my progress.

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