Showing posts with label exes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exes. Show all posts

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Dates & Figs


SUITS & SUCKERS - SWEETIES & MEANIES
I've had some hilarious and heart-wrenching dates the past several years as a single girl with the world as her oyster. Laughed endlessly with girls a couple nights ago regaling... some of them too funny not to pen. From the official "Sucks and the City" vault:
1) Went on one date with a seemingly normal pharmaceutical sales rep when I first moved to NYC. He said he had started his own business, which had nothing to do with pharmaceutical sales. When I inquired, he told me trapeze. No joke. I walked the tight-wire outta there - but got a business card just to make sure he was for real.
2) Went to first date dinner with a suit in DC - who couldn't stop talking about how important his lobbying job was, and how much he made. He also suggested an inappropriate ending to our evening, which hit the turn-off tilt. So when he excused himself to the restroom, I ordered one of the most expensive bottles of wine, watched the waiter cork it, took a sip, and left.
3) Lived with a guy and he broke up with me over email when I was working overnight shifts covering the War in Iraq. Thus, "Shock and Awe" campaign became "Shock and Ouch" campaign. Awesome times.
4) Have gone out with guys who have wanted to learn guitar, guys who play guitar in bands, and guys who teach guitar. Needless to say, I've plucked that supportive string.
5) When I was in college, one guy even serenaded me with a song he said he wrote for us... and I can remember not knowing where to stare. "Do I look at him? Do I look at the ground? Do I look at the guitar?" The uncomfortable factor hit a high note, and days later - the band broke up.
6) Once seriously Bridget Jones'd it during a date. I was crazy about a guy named Bill - so crazy, that I needed half a bottle of wine beforehand to settle nerves. Ended horribly - him fleeing my apartment because he just wasn't over his past girlfriend. You would have though I would've accepted this unfortunate fact and found peace in it. Well, forget it. I chased him down a DC street around midnight - screaming at him to come back - too tipsy for ANY SORT of self respect. He fumbled quickly for his car keys as I approached, and peeled off. I apologized in an email the next day. He accepted apology but probably blocked my email after that.
7) One blind date guy this past summer gave me a serious complex when we met for coffee - he excused himself to the bathroom - and upon returning to table, excused himself out of there. What's worse - random guy sitting next to me leaned over and said "That was rude." Thanks.
*Aside: Shortly afterwards, called a girlfriend to get sympathy - but got none as she informed me that she dumped herself - over the phone and at work, because her boyfriend at the time didn't have the nerve to do it himself. I still remember that day like it was yesterday, standing on a street in Harlem on a hot summer day - talking to my friend who had just broken up with herself - laughing hysterically at the pathetic nature of our lives.
8) First real boyfriend from college was Greek, and whenever he started fighting with me in Greek - I mocked his native tongue back... a very childish move, I admit - but it succeeded in making us a modern day Lucy & Ricky, which is kind of amusing.
9) Ran into a NBC editor at the gym I had dated years ago. He walked right up to me and said, "Allison Browne - you look amazing. How are you?" I beamed at the pull-up bars and quickly entertained a dating reunion... which was just as quickly dashed when he said "I'm great - got married, bought a place, and we're now expecting a baby!!" I was like, "Of course you are! My life sucks."
10) Dated a guy long distance who needed to "find himself" - spurring our subsequent break-up. Well, he found himself soon moving to my area - and he found himself a new girlfriend too - also in my area. That was awesome. Think he's still finding himself - as he's moved again, and moved out of another relationship.
11) Most romantic award goes to Sid of NZ. I met him in front of the White House on a crisp Spring day... which in retrospect, was one of the most romantic moments throughout our entire relationship. The rest was arguing and arduous circumstances, and Allison being her usual stubborn and impatient self.
12) Picked up a Air Force guy during Fleet Week in NYC... I picked him up because I had made it my purpose to pick up an Armed Forces guy during Fleet Week. Therefore, he became forever known as "Aim High."
HEARTFELT ADVICE
Some pretty great advice has come from all these dating twists and tumbles, turns and yearns:
1) My college friend Ryan once told me that you should be over your last boyfriend (or girlfriend) by the time the last movie you saw together as a couple at the theater - starts showing on HBO. Great benchmark.
2) "When in Hell, keep moving." My favorite, and obvious nod to Churchill.
3) "Stop thinking about him, because I can promise you - he's not thinking about you."
4) "Old Yeller was a good dog, until he went mad and we had to shoot him. We were all sad for a while, but it wasn't before long until we learned to love puppies again. You will too."

Friday, January 19, 2007

Hola Barcelona - Bonjour Paris!


CAVA AND BRIE!
Just booked tickets for Barcelona and Paris trip, and feeling great to have another overseas vacation on the radar! Julie's wedding outside Barcelona being the catalyst - Heather and I are also heading to Paris on same jaunt. We plan to live dual lives while there - thoughtful American tourists by day and flirty girls who dance on discotheque platforms by night.
HELL'S KITCHEN HELL
Love how high-class nights can turn into low-class nights so quickly. Last night was a good example, as started at the very nice Market Cafe on 9th with Kenny and Alex and ended with Alex and I at a dive crap bar with what seemed like circus freaks - talking to a guy named Justice from Harlem for far longer than we should have, and screaming at the bartender to play Pink Floyd.
WINDSWEPT EFFECT
Windy walk to work today had my hair looking like I was in a Beyonce music video.
REAL ART
Yesterday, pang of sadness upon hearing news that famed satirist Art Buchwald had died. His columns were a big part of my literary diet. Loved his wit... even the humor he used to describe dying. For an instant smile, go to the NYTimes website and listen to the first line of his "Last Word" video. It's a pearler.
SID CALLS
Ex-boyfriend Sid from New Zealand keeps calling to catch up, but I keep missing him BECAUSE HE CAN'T DO MATH AND REALIZE THAT I'M EIGHTEEN HOURS BEHIND HIM - so his 3am rings go unanswered. I gotta get that guy an international time zone clock.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Back in the Blog

Haven't written in a while - and there's so much going on!
HO HO HUM
I'm not feeling very Christmassy because I have to work this year. Okay, I have to work EVERY year but this year is different because this is one of the first years my family is all together - except I won't be there.
UPTOWN GIRL
Last night I went to go visit everyone's favorite Uptown Girl - Sarah. I actually guilted her into meeting up with me - because I'M SO SICK OF EVERYONE LEAVING FOR THE HOLIDAYS - I needed to get some sort of friend fill before she jetted out of town. We threw back some wines in Wash Heights and I showed off the BEST BLOWOUT OF MY LIFE.
EX SHUTDOWN
So it's white-out conditions earlier this week in Denver - and while I'm at work in NYC - I'm trying to gather some real sound from real folks about some real snow. Anyway, 2 of my exes live in Colorado - so I decide to give them a call, being on friendly terms with them post-break-up drama and such. I did phoners with both of them. Then after editing and shooting them out to the anchors - I realize that in my amazing plan to get some real people sound fast, I had not thought about the fact that I was now going to be HEARING MY EXES ALL DAY - IN EVERY NEWSCAST - on the radio. It was very surreal - and left me with break-up flashbacks of ages 23 and 28 - when self-esteem was shattered by boys and spurred pizza-face break-outs. Needless to say, "More of Allison's exes get their news from ABC News than from any other source."
HOLD THE REMOTE
The main dude in "Men in Trees" makes me weak in the knees. Seriously - drop dead husband.
BODY COMPOSITE WHA?!?!
My personal trainer tells me she wants to do a body composite evaluation/measurement when we get back from the holidays. After shaking off the massive internal freak-out attack and nearly face-planting off the treadmill - I said sure because I was in denial. Later, I ate five cookies as a way to deal with this latest personal training development.
THE ABC'S OF DATING
My friend Keen insists that "playing games" is really the only way of being in a relationship... and that if you don't "play games" the only relationship you'll ever be in is the one with your cat or dog or TV. He says that women he knows who are currently hitched work it from the beginning - and that includes constantly switching gears on on the man - from challenging him to baffling him to keep his interest. Keen told me I play the "cool chick" too much when it comes to guys (which probably explains why I do phone interviews with exes now) - and that I should "baffle" and "challenge" suitors more. So in the New Year, my resolution is to be baffling and challenging.