ATTRACTION: Bedtime Stories my mom never told me
In my old job, I used to look forward to Monday mornings for one sole reason: to ask my co-worker how her weekend went. You see, my co-worker was heavily into the dating scene…and she also had a douchebag magnet on her. Every weekend was an adventure for her and every Monday, she had a great story to tell. I think back to the times when she would flood me with awesome stories of douchbaginess from guys and I’m grinning from ear to ear thinking: You just can’t make this stuff up.
So you can only imagine my excitement when I attended a launch party for the second installment of “Stories from Our Black Books”, a book comprised of a collection of real life dating stories from girls all over North America collected by Carissa Reiniger.
To be honest, I didn’t know what to expect from that night since this was going to be the first time I would be attending a book launch. What did I need to bring? What do I have to do? And most importantly…what do I wear?
Here, respectively are the answers to my previous questions: Myself, nothing, dress shirt and tie (my default option). As the event approached, I met up with Lisa and we entered venue only to find…
Girls.
A lot of girls. In fact, I’d say that it was a sea of girls.
As I entered the venue, I quickly turn my head to see if I could lock the door behind so that no other male can enter the venue. Unfortunately, the large man watching the door didn’t think that was a good idea. Oh well.
Now I’m really curious about this book so I grab one and start reading it – Since the book is a compilation of stories, it’s very easy to read and the stories are short – perfect for someone with ADD like me. The stories are a mix of hits and misses from girls and as I read along, the memories of my co-worker and her stories come flooding back and I find myself grinning.
Later on as I prepare to leave, I strike up a conversation with one of the event planners. I had to ask about the ungodly 80:20 ratio of women to men at the event. She informs me that the girls whose stories were in the book were here. Pretty much, the authors of one-night stands, bad dates and good romances were all in this room.
Again, you can’t make this stuff up.
