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Bachelor
#1
Despite my efforts as a Dating Game Show bachelorette, my short-lived
relationship with Bachelor #1 did not turn into marriage. Currently
I find my life imitating that reality television show. Since that escapade
four years ago, I have been dating a man who is similar to Bachelor
#1. Recently I realized that if I hope to marry, I had better make a
change – in me that is. Luckily I have the benefit of rewinding
the videotape of that Dating Game episode to really understand the reality
of me and my dating practices. Bachelor
#3 One
of the questions I asked the Bachelors was, “I use tarot cards
to help me discover the future. What will you see when I deal your cards?”
Bachelor #3 responded in a way that told me he wanted to share and support
me and my dreams, “You'll see our ranch on the range with smoke
coming from the chimney. And I’m saddling up a black thoroughbred
horse as the sun is setting, preparing to ride off into the sunset to
hunt the mystery of life for you.” I was intrigued by Bachelor
#3’s answer with “horses” and “mystery”
but also a little unnerved since both are part of my biggest dreams
in life. What if I got them? I
asked the same tarot card question of Bachelor #1. He responded, “We
would probably be in a beautiful starry night on a California evening.
And you would be watching my encore performance as the opening act for
KISS. You would be the next Heather Locklear.” Bachelor #1, who
claimed his quick wit is a hit with women, expected me to be in the
audience adoring him and looking beautiful. Both
the audience and I laughed hysterically at Bachelor #1’s answer.
The familiar horn section from The Dating Game theme song started signaling
Chuck Woolery’s announcement that time was up and I would pick
a Bachelor after the commercial break. “ We’ll be back in
two and two,” Chuck motioned with peace-sign fingers – first
front and then back. When
Chuck Woolery finally asked for my choice, I nearly chose Bachelor #3
since 3 is my favorite number. At the last minute I said, “Bachelor
#1!” Bachelor #1 was funny. He talked about poetry and bean bag
chairs and did a great imitation of Barney Fife. As
it turned out Bachelor #1 was a comedian, comfortable being the star.
He was most interested in being funny and getting a reaction out of
the audience. Bachelor #1 seemed to be looking for a back-up woman,
someone to prop him up. Bachelor #3 was not shy about showing that he
sincerely cared about his date. He would have been a better long-term
choice. For my marriage, I’d like a guy who wants to work with
me and share in meeting some of my needs too. The Dating Game Prize trip I won included two days in Las Vegas with tickets to see Susan Anton in The Radio City Spectacular. At the show, the maitre d' asked me how many were in my party. "One, please," I said handing him my Dating Game coupon. "Only one?" he questioned, looking at me with a sympathetic expression. "Yes," I said simply. (I did not explain that Bachelor #1 had chosen not to accompany me on the trip but stayed home with his live-in gal pal.) "Well no one is better than the wrong one," the maitre d' wisely summed up.
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