I mentioned last week that I had decided to attend a wine-tasting sponsored by the website Match (I'm wording that way so I don't create a hyperlink for that shitty website). I thought I should post again so that anyone who read the previous post could get the rest of the story.
Long story short, I decided not to go. So yes, I chickened out. But thinking about it beforehand-- and I do realize this might be rationalization-- I really think being an out-of-towner made me feel like I wouldn't belong. I covered this last time: people are there to try to meet someone, and no one wants a long-distance relationship.
But, the story has a twist ending. I checked my E-mail the next day, and saw a message from Match. The message contained the "guest list" from the event, including links to everyone's profiles, pictures and all. And... yikes. What a dismal group. There were several women in their late 40s or early 50s, and no one was very attractive. That's not at all how I had imagined the event.
I realize I'm probably shallow, and far too picky for my own good. But knowing what I know now, I know if I had attended the event, I would have been discouraged as hell when I left. So I feel better about skipping it-- I know I didn't miss anything.