„World Singles’ Day celebrates the independence and happiness of singletons. This day is not about loneliness, but about the fact that self-sufficiency could also be the source of happiness!” – this right here is the exact definition of World Singles’ Day. Isn’t it wonderful? And what is even better is that Marilyn organised another cool event for this occasion!
I am telling you now, as always, to keep checking your favourite nightclub’s event calendar, because the best programs are waiting for you every two weeks. And the organizers are always preparing something kind to welcome you with, such as discounts, welcome drinks, or unique cocktails.
But let’s go back to singleness. I think two types of single people exist: one, who becomes solo because of their own actions, and the other, who becomes single because of the circumstances.
I’m lucky to tell you that I belong to the first category. I was the one who decided to be this way, I never wanted to settle and build a family. I don’t feel the need to have kids who will carry on my family name, as it is already unnecessarily popular.
You may ask, how’s singleness after 50? Honestly? Amazing! Do you think I could be here, blogging for a strip club as a married man? I don’t think so either.
I’ve learned how to live on my own, I’m not responsible for anyone, I’m making my own time schedule, I read a lot, I travel, exercise, and nobody questions me what I spend my money on. Neither asks where I’m going, when will I get home, or how much time do I overwork. Marriage never excited me.
A few years ago, one of my mates invited me to go skiing with him. It was a four-day long trip, with 30 people, including families and kids from every age group. I kinda like kids, mostly because of their painful honesty. I said yes to the trip, as I’ve been to several family programs before. Many people assume that single people only hang out with other singles, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. I already knew half of the people there, but I haven’t seen some of them in ages. The trip seemed promising. We went by car, hitting the road at dawn. I like these kinds of adventures; they are completely different than plane journeys. That being said, the convoy had begun going, in the dark, with roof racks, skis, excited parents and sleepy children.
The journey was long, but the location: lavish. All the accommodations were full of skiers. We gathered every evening to drink, but I don’t like to stay at one place for a long time, so one night I decided to look around. I found a cool place, and I had a nice dinner there. When I was about to leave, the waiter told me about an upcoming event: singles’ night. It hyped me up, though I couldn’t bring anyone from the group, as everybody came with their families. But this wasn’t the first time that I paved my way in the night alone.
Surprisingly, the place was full of people, but what’s even more striking, is that there were far more women than men. At first it seemed favourable, but as I’d taken a look around in more detail, I quickly understood why these women were solo. Nevertheless, the night went well, the place was exquisite, and the vibes didn’t disappoint either. I only left, when somewhere around midnight the karaoke begun. Actually, that’s the time I managed to pick up one of the bartender girls, so I’d taken her with me from the singles’ night. Was she really single? I’ll never know. But what turned out the next morning were the opinions of my friends. Some of them were jealous, others judged me. However, the most surprising reaction came from a friend whom I had known for ten years – turns out he didn’t know me as deeply as he had thought and assumed I was gay, and that’s why I never had a partner at these gatherings.
Well, the lesson learned from this story is that we never know what lenses others see the World through. I had discovered later that that friend of mine received a very conservative upbringing. He grew up thinking that every man needs to marry a woman, they must start a family, and so if a man stays alone, there’s only one reason for that: he must be gay! And keeps it a secret, of course.
A few years later I discovered that his marriage wasn’t a match made in heaven, never had been, but to this day, he has not filed a divorce. Neither did his parents, that keep living in an unhappy, bitter and a barren relationship.
The way I see things is that not everyone is meant to tie the knot, sometimes it’s better to have two happy persons alone, than to have two unhappy ones together.
