The insatiable date’ables
Yeah Vancouver…if you’re reading this all eyes are on you you insatiable date’ables. It doesn’t matter if you were bred here or breed here …this is the Mecca for people who date without end. The city gates should have a warning sign which reads: “WARNING: daters at play …speed limits don’t matter, you’ll never get out with an actual life partner”. Now of course that’s entirely too long of a sign and not overly welcoming …perhaps we could shorten it to simply read: “Welcome to Vancouver – you’re f*cked”.
All joking aside, I’m not joking. I have now lived in this shrinking mass of potential for 11 years, and 95% of the people I know are still single, or have settled for an unhappily ever after union of wedded ew.
Jaded? No. Bitter? Absolutely not. Hell I still consider it fun to date. I’ve got potential’itice. There’s nothing I love more than a healthy helping of potential served up on a multi-dating platter. But the fact remains; Vancouver is here to serve the daters …not the haters or the waiters (people who wait you out hoping to land an actual long-standing relationship). If you wanna enjoy everything this city has to offer …expect to enjoy everyone who’s in it also. It’s a buffet of singles served with a side of perpetual daters and the kitchen is open 24/7.
Perhaps this reads as the gateway to hell for some, and for others it’s potentially the pearly gates of their happy place. Either way it is what it is …and what it is is a city of insatiable date’ables.
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