Day 146: Restricting the dating pool

I'm starting to get some grief for eliminating a guy from my dating pool because of his name.

The Pixie sent me an email today and said 'are you seriously not dating a guy because of his name?'

Damn straight I am! I've had years of grief with boys named Mike.

Whether it's their first name, middle name, or a part of their last name it has been nothing but trouble for me.

Perhaps it's just 4 letter names, and that is the most common one... who knows? All I know is... it is not a good combination for me.

Seriously I think I've probably dated 6 guys named Mike in my life.... for some reason they are drawn to me... or vice versa... like moths to a flame.

When I sent the Pixie my response, she came back with 'that's hysterical!'

I couldn't resist. I took a quick break and headed up to talk to the Coffee Fairy to get her opinion on the matter.

I just love her... we are so much alike in so many ways. She completely agreed with me, then informed me she too has had problems with guys named Mike.

She doesn't have nearly as many Mike notches in her belt as I do, but still her experiences have not been good either.

So she reconfirmed my sanity, which is a good thing.

After work I headed over to the BFF's house for a holiday dinner with her and her fiance.

I brought up the name thing and the BFF was on board immediately. She knows my history and with absolutely no other information on this new potential suitor beyond his name, she quickly put the hammer down on a date of any kind.

Personally, I think she just doesn't want to hear me complain about yet another one.

For me it's much more than that.

I just can't do it. I know at my age I shouldn't be restricting anyone for simply their name alone, but it's what I'm doing.

If I had enough information otherwise to sway me in a different direction I may change my mind, but it's not there, and neither am I.

So onward I go, waiting for my Prince Charming.