We interrupt Tuesday's Bad Dates to ponder the following:
When I was in my 20's, whenever I went out to a bar or a club, there was never a shortage of men in their 40's who were intent on trying to pick me up. This fact is made even creepier by the fact that when I was 26, I looked like a 19 year old with a fake ID. I'm pretty sure at least half these creeps had 19 year old daughters running around town with fake ID's of their own.
Flash forward 13 years everything has changed. Now whenever I go out to a bar or club, I am accosted by 24 and 25 year olds who are intent on picking me up!
WTF????? Am I being punished for some crime I inadvertently committed?
Oh, the agony and the irony that is my life!