Waldo's Guide to Being a Singular Sensation
 

You've got two options when you're single:

1. Sullen and Single
2. Singular Sensation

I'm working on #2 (shut it 'Dusa) and finding new and interesting ways to enjoy the single life.

Lesson number one: How To Dine Solo In Public

I actually honed this skill years ago when I began traveling for work. Now I can walk into any restaurant in any city in the world and proudly request a table for one with my head held high and a smile on my face.

It's easiest to accomplish this daunting task by bringing a magazine, a book or a journal. Bringing a laptop to "work" only makes you look like you're a workaholic (not that I would know ANYTHING about that!). This allows you to focus your attention on something other than "what are they thinking about me?"

Eventually you may find yourself able to just bring the book or journal and leave it closed on the table. It's kind of like a security blanket. It's just nice to have there. The bonus here is that you can start to pay attention to the people around you. My favorite part of this phase it that you pick up on conversations. I happen to make up entire histories for couples around me. Sometimes I blog about those stories. If I did this more regularly I'm certain I could write a best seller!

After this stage you might be able to move into the advanced stage where you seek out restaurants with "community tables" or dining bars where you can dine with others and open up opportunities to meet new people. Do not attempt this advanced maneuver if you are prone chewing with your mouth open or spitting when you talk. It's poor form and will only cause people to stare and whisper.

Whether you're hoping they are fleeting or not, enjoy your single days while you've got them.

*raises his hand* Single here. I don't mind dining alone if I am at an event by myself. For example, I went to IMsL in 07 by myself, basically knowing no one. I instantly met people and made friends, only had to eat one meal alone. Didn't bother me though. :)

I have absolutely no problem going out alone to a restaurant and I don't think I've ever really taken a book with me or anything like that. In my 20's there was a restaurant I worked at and I'd go in there for cheap eats when I was off work sometimes and since I worked there, I was pretty comfortable going in alone to eat, and that is how I got over the insecure feeling you sometimes get when going out alone to dine.

While you know I'm attached at the hip with my better half, I enjoy dining alone. Work travel forced me to do it and I actually enjoy sitting and people watching or sitting at a bar and enjoying lunch, a beer, etc.

When I drop the boys off at the groomers I like to hit my fav wine bar and hang out and enjoy a great wine or whiskey (the damn Scot's did that to me).

Dining alone reminds me to slow down and take stock in the great joys of my life and that I'm damn good company:-)

I tend to be a person who worries way to much about what other people are thinking, but that has never stopped me from dining out alone. I simply enjoy dining out more with others. I have enjoyed a very lovely meal with someone who was "spanging" asking for change one evening outside a place I was about to go in to dine alone.


What I do not care for is cooking at home, alone. I am the queen of tupperware and freezing stuff. However, I dont really enjoy even the eating part, alone. I would love to hear some ways to do so more sensationaly.

A Pearl, in lace.

I'll make that Lesson Numero Dos

I wish I could eat alone.

I hate the way they stare at you.

Expecting something.

That's the server waiting for you to pay the check. :)

oh now see... that's reserved for bachelors who try to avoid doing dishes.

They are just checking out your hotness e.

Maybe The Bent because he needs to wear his glasses and doesn't, but I seriously doubt that The Child and The Animals care too much about my hot factor.

But thank you, Waldo. I luv you too. ;)

I missed the cooking gene. I don't cook at all. I can heat things, like in the micro or toaster oven, but I hate trying to cook. It feels weird and unnatural for me. Plenty of people have tried to teach me, but it just doesn't take. So, my bachelor life consists of things you buy that you can heat at home and eat.

I was exactly like you until I met an Executive Chef from North carolina. She taught be to cook over the phone and gave me delicious recipes as well as planned all my grocery shopping. Now i love to cook, even for myself.

I missed the cooking gene too. I can microwave, I can open a can and I can make the basics (like mac 'n cheese) but don't ask Me to cook cuz its not a forte of Mine. I would maybe in the future like to get into it more, which would probably make My poor mom happy (but she is the cook) :)