Thirty Five.

by thomasj89

So I arrive home and there’s two television programmes that everyone seems to be talking about. We have a crossfire between “The Undateables” and “Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents”.

One programme follows the lives of young people with mental and physical disabilities trying bravely to overcome adversity.

The other is “The Undateables”.

Now, I don’t really agree with the term, to be considered undateable. In the world where the phrase “there’s someone out there for everybody” is repeatedly coined and cliched, there should theoretically be no-one that cannot enjoy a simple date with another human being.

We all have our little traits that separate us from each other. Smells, voices, noises etc. Some have all three, some insufferable and some a little easier to live with.

Mine? I talk too much, my stammer increases when I get nervous, I’m far too persistent with my hand gestures and I’m far too easily jealous. Now to me, that’s harder to overcome then having a condition that halts the `typical` human interraction. You have to commend these people for not only putting themselves through the rigorous dating game in the first place, but for additionally allowing themselves to be filmed in the process, especially knowing the reaction of some of the imbeciles that reside in this country these days.

In another example of audience participation, I invite you to comment back to me when the article has been shared and tell me what little features you think you have that could make you “undateable” – no matter how big or small.

Go on, be honest.

QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“One woman I was dating called me and said “Come on over, there’s nobody home!” so I went over right away. Nobody was home”