I Just Had An Epiphany...

I set down to write a short article about seeking romance over the age of “50”, and for the first time in my life I thought about being “old” because I realized, “wait a minute, I’m over 60...”
I’m beginning to realize why so many people my age just give up and live alone. You just grow tired of all of the drama. The nonsense of it all just becomes more foolishness than finding someone is worth. In truth, you just lose interest…and, most other people your age feel the same way as you, if not more so.
You grow weary of the liars, cheaters, and thieves… and in modern terms, scammers… you long for the days when a handshake meant something. Now-a-days, you just about have to get a credit check, a criminal background check, character references, a certified physical, ect. before you even say “Hello”.
I have been cruising the “singles sites”, posting my profile, in the hope of finding a companion. I have read tons of the “about me” profiles and have come to one conclusion, that there is nobody out there that even remotely resembles them in real life. I have all but given up on finding a human being over 50, that realizes that they are over 50, that they went on their “first date” over 30 years ago, and that all of the “good catches” are either married or dead (and sometimes both at the same time…)
I am not looking for a virgin, (or someone that wants to be treated like one…), give me a person that knows what they want (and how to get it…) every time! One that can talk about intimacy like they do the weather, for crying out loud, they should at least be able to speak the vocabulary without passing out…(or pretending to…)
It is truly amazing to me, in this age of unprecedented communication, that it can be so difficult to find someone to grow old with.

rowdyrufus, esq. "over the hill romeo"