James Myers
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A Special Evening with a Glass of Wine, the Pope, and Blue Cheese Olives.
A Special Evening with Glass of Wine, the Pope, and Blue Cheese Olives. I’ve never been one to believe in blind dates, and yet I put myself out there at a speed dating event. What is speed dating you may ask. It’s where two rows of people face each other, and you literally interview one person and then the next. To say that it’s weird would be putting it mildly, especially when you know right off the back, that there is no match, as in, “How soon will these three minutes pass?” After chatting with ten people, I finally met someone who I found interesting and even cute. We seemed to connect, had a lot in common and at the end of the dating event, we stepped outside of the rules, which were to let the facilitator set up match responses, and exchanged phone numbers directly with each other.
By James Myers5 years ago in Humans
Trapped Like Mice
TRAPPED, LIKE MICE My life had turned into a big fat zero. I was out of work. I had put my mother into a nursing home because I was unable or didn’t want to handle the responsibility of taking care of her. Bill collectors had me on their speed dial, and I continued to ignore their calls. Worst of all, I was beginning to get the small-town blues. I didn’t want to remain in Newberry for the rest of my life. I felt trapped, frightened, helpless, and desperate. When a man finds himself in a desperate situation, logic and good reasoning are the first things to flee.
By James Myers5 years ago in Families
