Tuesday, June 8, 2010

the date spot and the hate spot

The 80s band Naked Eyes said it best with the lyrics: "I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me, and every step I take reminds me of just how we used to be.  Well, how can I forget you, girl?  When there is always something there to remind me."  Truer words have never been spoken!  How do we move on from getting blown off when the bars and restaurants and cafes and movie theaters we once perused with our ex-sig other are still there to taunt us?

This is why I like living in LA.  I've dated the same person since I moved here and so far he hasn't blown me off.  There is not a single place in this town that makes me feel nostalgic for an ex.  That said, if things with the bf ever went awry, I would either have to move or burn this entire mother-effing city down.  Cause there would be painful reminders of happier times all the way from Echo Park to Venice Beach.

The painful reminders do wear off eventually.  I dated a guy in NY that broke my little heart (not you, Evan.  You never took me out on a proper date) and I was back there a couple months ago and didn't have any visceral reactions to old spots we'd been to.   Being in love with someone else is the best armor in the face of those failed relationship monuments....but I'll admit, I still felt a little pang of sympathy for my twenty-three year old self who got the wind knocked out of her every time she walked up Avenue A.  

Now, if you don't want to be like me and wait 5-7 years to have the strength to walk by that old sidewalk cafe, here's an alternative: Get fifty of your friends together and write some really really shitty Yelp reviews.  I mean, how long can a place with a two star average survive before it goes out of business?  It might be a drastic solution, but that's the price those fuckers have to pay for being a great "date spot."  Cause all it takes to go from date spot to hate spot is one lousy blow off.  


10 comments:

  1. i'll never blow you off

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  2. Great comment anonymous! We don't want Saaara to burn down the city, we have a lot of friends and family members living in LA!

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  3. yes, thanks anonymous. You don't want the deaths of thousands of innocent people on your conscience.

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  4. Hey, we had sorta dates (possible blog post subject?) I bought you breakfast and watched Laguna Beach. Also, went home with you karaoke night, despite your friend saying she wanted to blow me after I sang Usher's "Burn".

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  5. whoa, whoa, whoa--- which friend?

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  6. Saaara. Nothing is better than having that place in your head where you have never been blown off. That is a beautiful place. Hold onto that.

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  7. i went out with a guy who took me out to THE BEST restaurants and then totally blew me off. it makes me really sad whenever i go back, but... a good meal is worth that nostalgic cringe.

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  8. I dont remember her name, but it wasn't your sister or Morgan. And it was not an untempting offer.

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