When I like someone, everyone else seems boring. Trying to date and be casual with TeamThirtyThree (yes, he’s back in the picture) is proving much harder than expected. It’s not because I’m in love with him—I don’t think—or because it’s that serious. But in comparison, everyone else I try to talk to just comes up short.
It’s not their fault. I’m sure that if I had met them outside the context of TeamThirtyThree, they would have been perfectly fine. But with him in the viewfinder, everyone else just seems to lack texture.
I don’t like their voice. Their stories seem lame. And I have yet to meet someone as funny as him. I just can’t be bothered.
My logical side knows that this isn’t actually true—not everyone is boring or has a stupid voice—but right now, as I try to balance casual dating (something I’m clearly not very good at), TeamThirtyThree’s qualities seem to outweigh everyone else’s.
And more importantly, I don’t feel like being whimsical with other people.
Maybe that’s just what happens when I open the door, even just a little, and let someone in. It crowds the doorway for anyone else.
TeamThirtyThree has raised the bar without even trying. And now everyone else is unfairly measured against a standard I won’t let them reach.
The Chronicles of a Single Woman: Dating 