The Jack-Hammer Man

I'm trying to decide if I think that my dating life reminding of Seinfeld is funny or sad. Hey at least I can laugh at it, if I took everything very seriously life wouldn't be much fun. I know I could wish for my dating life to be more like Sex and the City, but I don't know how realistic that would be. First of all there are way more unattractive people living in New York in real life. And lets face it's not exactly safe to sleep with that many people in real life. The only thing sleeping with that many sex partners is good for is eventually catching something less than desirable. And I'm not talking about the type of thing that can be cured with Mom's chicken noodle soup. Needless to say unlike Samantha I've never had a strong desire to sleep with someone the first time I met them. So you can be sure that I haven't slept with a guy we tried to steal my cab, or the UPS guy the first time he brought me a package at work or my friend's doorman. And besides would I really want to sleep with a guy that does that? I know you could tell me that Samantha is a woman, and she's a slut. Let me tell you that's a double standard and I've never been a fan of those. I've always thought it's horrible that she would be a considered a slut, but a man that does the same thing, it's considered experience. Call me old fashioned, but lots of sex partners doesn't equal experience in my book. Because let's face it, if a man has an unlimited supply of bedroom bunnies, he's not gonna put much time or effort into improving his moves. No I'm not being nasty, I understand that he doesn't that he doesn't need to. I don't blame him in fact I would probably would do the same thing if I were in his position. Unlike other women I won't complain or bitch about him, I just won't sleep with him in the first place. But I will tease them about sleeping with guys who I love to call Jackhammer Men.