I have spent too much time trying to find love on the internet.
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Yes, I spent an entire year, and paid for 100 dinners/luncheons/brunches/b-fasts with 100 blind dates.
Some of the women were recovering.
From a bad man.
From a bottle.
From being widowed.
Some of the women were shopping, and even had lists of questions.
My second to last date, before finding someone who I was with for almost a year, was a prime example.
She wanted to know what I had done at IBM, did I hold any patents, and, did my father have any patents?
The theme to Goldfinger rises in the background,
"Gold Digger, she's not nice, not nice, not even a pinch"
She likes gold...
Frish
