April 1, 2015

Singles Scene

Michael Korb explores the flirty, funny and sometimes frightening world of dating in Southwest Florida


Chronic Single Fatigue Syndrome

We know you're tired of sitting alone on the couch. You don't have to tell us again, thanks. If you are single and desperately looking for love, there is a very good possibility that you suffer from something called “Chronic Single Fatigue Syndrome,” whose symptoms include regular purchasing of self-help books and the constant discussion of what went wrong with your last relationship. The “chronic single” part is totally on you, while the “fatigue” part is suffered by your friends, acquaintances and strangers you meet at the beach who’ve made the mistake of chatting with you. They all want you to find someone fast so they can stop hearing about your problems. But as we were trying to find new ways to inspire you toward the love of your life, we ran across the...

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Sharing Your Personal Data

How much information is too much information? When you are in the beginning stages of a relationship (say anywhere between date one and date 12) you are in a precarious position when it comes to doling out pertinent information that could conceivably have major repercussions on the relationship. For example, at what point should you tell the person you are now dating that you were arrested in college for protesting at the G8 Summit? Or that you once dated a famous television personality? Or the actual number of people you’ve, you know, ehem… When does someone need this information? Personally, I believe in getting this stuff out of the way on date one—assuming I’ve remembered to bring the non-disclosure agreement I’ve had made up. (Once that’s signed I’m an open...

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Judging the Mixer Guys

Mixers, networking seminars and happy hours are all perfectly good ways to meet someone special. And thanks to Southwest Florida’s professional community, there is ample opportunity to stumble across someone worth meeting every night of the week. Just don’t tell their wives. Yes, it’s true that married men continue to dominate the singles scene here in Florida. They’re successful, moderately well-dressed and are willing to pick up a check. All the things people look for in a significant other. But, ladies—and here is where I need you to pay close attention—they are bad choices. They might look good from the outside—with their tailored shirts and fancy shoes—but on the inside, they’re married to a woman who picked out those things. Of course, I can’t blame...

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LoLo Jones and the Waiting Game

Photo courtesy of Olympicgirls.net. This week we learned of the current medical/physical/emotional condition of U.S. Olympian Lolo Jones, the beautiful 29-year-old hurdler who announced to the world that she is a virgin. “It’s something, a gift I want to give to my husband,” she said. “It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life … Harder than training for the Olympics. Harder than studying for college…” That sounds about right to us. Thanks to the promiscuous behavior of our youth, we can’t even purchase a ticket to the Olympics. And yet, we are left to wonder at which point virginity goes from a special gift, to something the cat left outside the sliding glass door. You know, I have a container of sour cream sitting in my refrigerator that has never...

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When to Say 'No' to Date No. 2

We’ve all been there. Smack dab in the middle of date number one and already debating whether this person sitting across from us is worth another night of our time. For some, it’s an easy “yes.” For others, well, things get complicated. In fact, plenty of relationships have a shelf life of exactly one date. Why? Because we are picky. And, rightly so. (Sometimes.) We deserve someone worthy of our awesomeness. But other times, we are just too freaking picky for your own good. I’m sure we all remember someone from our dating past that we decided against that, in hindsight, we might have at least given a shot at date number two. In my youth, I was notoriously picky. I remember one lovely girl—a school teacher in New England—with whom I was fixed up. For our first (and...

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