Posted on June 30, 2008 // Leave a Comment
Matchmaking Glitch
Posted on June 30, 2008 // Leave a Comment
“Hi Amy. Sure, no problem. I’ll see you at the VIP event. Thanks for thinking of me. Umm, I hate to bring this up now, but I haven’t heard from Ari. I don’t know if he’s just busy, or maybe he met someone, but I haven’t heard from him in weeks. I thought for sure he’d call while I was in Paris, but nothing.”
“Oh, Catherine, he must be really busy. Or traveling. He travels a lot. I’ll look into it and let you know. Ok? See you tonight.”
Ari did eventually call, apologizing so profusely I felt bad for him. ”I’m really sorry. I’m in a really bad spot right now to be dating. My family is here from the Philippines for a couple weeks. I’ve got a couple shows I’m working on. I’m just so sorry. Right now is tough. Maybe if things ease up I’d love to give you a call in a few weeks or so. Maybe if you’re not seeing anyone at that point.”
My heart sank. I tried to sound indifferent. ”Omigosh, no worries. Please, take care of yourself, take care of your family. Have a good time with them. Don’t worry about it. Take care, ok?”
I couldn’t believe I had pinned my hopes on someone I hadn’t even met in person. Get over it. I tried to coax myself and headed to the freezer for some ice-cream.
Posted on June 30, 2008 // Leave a Comment
VIP “Find Your Husband Cocktail Party!”
Posted on June 30, 2008 // Leave a Comment
The most dramatic rose ceremony yet.
The Linx network is conducting a Bay Area wide search for eligible women to attend a VIP cocktail party on the Peninsula (Palo Alto) featuring two of our most eligible bachelors on May 01, 2008. Similar to “The Bachelor,” this private event will bring together 25 beautiful ladies and 2 highly eligible bachelors for a night of mingling and is open to clients of Linx, as well as, non-members. The party will start out with everyone walking around and meeting one another. Each bachelor will work the crowd to get to know each lady. Toward the end of the evening, each bachelor will choose a few women with whom to have mini dates, and then ultimately choose one to pursue. These bachelors are making 2008 their year to find “the one!”
This event is free for all female guests, and complimentary wine and appetizers will be served. We spend a considerable amount of time prescreening all female applicants, so as we are only two weeks out, please contact us immediately if you wish to be considered.
The two bachelors selected for this VIP event are rather different from one another and also have contrasting desires for their “ideal” match. Please read the information below to see you if qualify for this unique opportunity. If you don’t meet the requirements, there will be upcoming VIP events in the summertime.
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I’ve gone into this whole process with a very open mind. Although I laughed when I first read the above event description, I was a tad bit disappointed when I realized I would just be returning from Paris the night before. So I put it out of my mind, enjoyed myself in Paris, and came back to hear a voicemail from the CEO, asking if I would consider attending the event. Someone had dropped out and they immediately thought of me as a replacement. Pulling off an early departure on my first day back at work after having been gone for a week proved to be challenging, but I braved 101 South traffic and made it as scheduled down to Palo Alto.
As predicted 25 girls gathered around for drinks and appetizers while we waited for the two bachelors to show up. We had our fill of whatever wine we wanted on the menu which was rather incredible since the venue was a wine bar. The guys would be taking care of all the expenses. Yippee! I was lit up within an hour. The bachelors weren’t really my type. One was bald and a bit on the chunky side. I think he was the one who’s a publisher. The other one was more attractive, but an atheist. We were able to read their profiles before the event.
I actually had a great time hanging out with the girls. That was the most fun, listening to these women’s stories and backgrounds and that they, too, are single. What a relief. I’m not the only one! We went back for more rounds of wine as we sipped each other’s. “Ooh, that one’s yummy. I’ll get a glass of that one. Be right back.”
So by the time 8pm rolled around, I was happily buzzed and calling an ex-flame for some affection. “Did you miss me?”
“Yes, baby, how was Paris?”
“I ate too much foie gras. Will you make me foie gras?”
“I can try. Come over. I’ll make something. You always like what I cook.”
Posted on June 30, 2008 // Leave a Comment
Cry Baby
Posted on June 29, 2008 // 1 Comment
After I showered today, I reached for my Rolex watch on my bathroom vanity. It slipped out of my hands and onto my newly-tiled floor face-down. I leaned down to pick it up, then turned it over to take a look.
Gasp! The glass face of the watch had shattered. I started sobbing. My poor watch. The most expensive and prized possession that I owned had cracks all over the face. I couldn’t help my cries. They were instantaneous as soon as I saw the damage.
I ran to my cell phone to call my mom (who had purchased the watch for me after I graduated from business school). No answer. I desperately called my favorite aunt who also owns a Rolex. No answer. I tried my dad, too, but he didn’t answer either. Tears were still gliding down my face.
The other day I had been laughing as the kids in Dominic’s gym class cried at the most minor things. One little boy had to have the stuffed octopus. When another girl swooped in and got it instead, he started howling and burst into tears. He waddled over to his dad, pointing at the girl who had the octopus. Or two kids who were fighting over a toy grand piano. One was pulling on one end. The other was yanking from the other. Then the crying started when they realized they were deadlocked and the other wouldn’t budge. I sat back, cracking up at all the crying. I laughed, “This is comedy hour. Pure comedy hour.”
Now, here I was, one day later in my own bathroom. I was bawling like a baby, but instead I wasn’t crying over a stuffed animal or a musical toy, I had just broken my $3,000 Rolex watch! My mom was no help. She reprimanded me for keeping my watch in the bathroom. “That’s glass hitting glass. You need to be more careful next time where you put your things.”
“It’s not like I meant to break it! It was an accident.”
My aunt was much more soothing. ”Cat-Cat, it’s not the end of the world. It’s just a watch. You go price it out. I think maybe $300-400. I don’t think it will be more than $500 to fix. Make sure you go to the authorized Rolex servicer in Union Square. It’s just a broken face. If it’s more than that, you give it to me. I have some connections in Switzerland. We’ll send it there to get it fixed, ok? Don’t worry.”
Posted on June 29, 2008 // Leave a Comment
My Perfect Flaky Match
Posted on June 29, 2008 // Leave a Comment
He finally called–the hot guy Linx had initially set me up with. He called past the timeframe he was supposed to call within. We exchanged voicemails a few times before we actually connected on the phone.
“Wow,” I said with surprise when he picked up. ”I was expecting to leave another voicemail.”
“Should I hang up so you can leave a voicemail?”
“Well, since I have you on the phone, I guess I can at least say hello.”
The line started clicking. ”Oh, someone’s trying to reach me. Let me ignore that call. Hold on one second.”
When he returned I laughed, “Well aren’t you Mr. Popular?”
“That’s right, baby. Get in line.”
He was certainly the charmer. I was smiling on the other end.
He asked me to tell him about my day, why I had a 773 cell phone number, where I was from, where I lived. Then he did much of the same. ”I was born in the Philippines. In Manila. My parents are Greek. My dad was an engineer so he worked in the Philippines. I was born, then my parents got divorced. And my dad ending up marrying a Filipino woman–who’s practically more my mom than my birth mom–but don’t tell my real mom that! I go back a lot, at least every other year. I love the Philippines. Anyhow, I’m here in the city, curating art shows mainly in San Francisco but all throughout the country, too.”
I was smitten. I’d been setup with someone who was probably more Filipino than I was. He definitely was. Filipinos are known for being late and carefree. He always called a day or so after he said he would. Then when it came to scheduling our first date, he said he’d call in one week after I was done with earnings and he was done with his next show.
He never called.
Posted on June 26, 2008 // 1 Comment
Counterbalance
Posted on June 26, 2008 // Leave a Comment
In all fairness, I thought I’d post a picture from the hot guy who rejected me. Besides, I’m not too keen on unattractive people showing up at the top of my blog.
Here is the email from Perfect Search. Again, I’m sending as is…including the grammatical errors. They’re not too bright–those Perfect Search agents.
Hi,
I’m an agent with Perfect Search. I wanted to see you would be interested in my client. He’s’ 39 years old and is a successful gastro neurologist. He’s fun, athletic, and fit. He doesn’t have a problem meeting people, but is pretty picky and knows what he wants.I think you would totally be his type. I’ve included a photo of him. Let me know you might be interested in him. Thanks for your time.
Warm Regards,
C
