Am I the only one who’s noticed that there seems to be more eligible, high quality single women in Los Angeles than eligible, high quality single men? I have two female friends who are actually considering moving outta town to find a potential mate, cause the pickings here are so bad…
Anyway, I really can’t take advantage of this, as I’m taken. But today my girlfriend called me telling me that she’d found the the best way to possible to meet men:
Have your car break down.
Her Volvo had somehow ruptured a fuel line, and the engine died while she was heading south over the Cahuenga Pass. AAA sucked, and took nearly 90 minutes to arrive (they said they’d accidentally cancelled the first call). In the meantime, more than a half dozen guys stopped by to offer help. Maybe she was just trying to make me jealous, but she said most of them were even good lookin’.
Even a firetruck swung by to check on the car, as she’d reported it was leaking fuel.
So, ladies, fake it if you have to. But appearing abandoned on the side of the road for an hour may earn you more numbers than a night of speed dating.