I actually got a phone number from a woman on Friday night. She was age-inappropriate, but as my buddy who just had brain surgery at 25 told me, “Enjoy life while you can.” In any case, she didn’t answer her phone the times I called which I’ve decided is much nicer than being insulted, which is how I usually get turned down for dates. Not recently, mind you, I get insulted enough at work that I don’t need to go looking around for more. I’m guessing that, like THMFIC says, at our age we’re just invisible to young women. And I’d rather be ignored than insulted.

I also think I should also stop listening to the guys at work who keep telling me to ask out the single women there. It didn’t work out at all last time, and now they’re trying to get me to ask out someone from Human Resources. I can’t imagine anything that could turn out worse than that. Talking to some of our larger customers makes me feel like I’m poking a dangerous sleeping animal with a stick; messing with HR seems much worse.

In any case I’ve decided that, to cheer myself up, I’m buying the Kindle 2 eventually. If I would have gotten a date I was going to buy the Kindle 2 to celebrate, so it’s not really a deciding factor. If you’re wondering how I have so much money to spend on such a gadget, I can tell you I found my REI dividend check and it was for a whole thirty-one dollars and fourteen cents that I can’t use at Amazon. I did get a not insignificant tax refund that’s going straight to Jay the Contractor, but I can divert some of it, can’t I? I suppose I’m still reading from my stack of books so I’ll see how I feel about this tomorrow.