Being single sucks. When people tell you that they are happy being single and are enjoying going out and not being tied down, they are lying. I have estimated that we spend approximately 50% of our conversations talking about boys or girls we like. Whether seeing someone hot on the street, talking about the work hottie you have a crush on, or secretly thinking the homeless man who begs you for quarters is cute, thinking about sex and dating is a constant no matter what people want to admit.Now, being single not only sucks, it is quite the cruel twist of fate. I have clearly given this a lot of thought as I have pretty much been single my entire life. My last legitimate boyfriend and I broke up when I was 21. I am now 27. I am either completely undateable or ridiculously picky. Let's go with the latter.
The cruel twist of fate comes in many forms. When you are dating someone, you have more sex. Now I know people in relationships say that it slows down after you have been dating for a while, however, you at least always have the option. I would say, for the most part, my chances of having sex during the week are at 28.5%. If I go out to the bars twice a week, that is where I get that percentage. On a normal night, when I am not going out, I work all day, and go home. There is really no way that I am going to get laid unless alcohol is involved. What a cruel twist of fate!
When you have a significant other, you also spend a considerable less amount of money. Now, people in relationships are going to argue this point, but I will refute your arguments here. When you are single, you tend to go out a bit more. When I had a boyfriend - granted, it was eons ago - I was completely happy staying in on a Friday night watching a movie, eating in and getting it on. But now, when the weekend rolls around, I need to be out and about and on the hunt. I end up going to dinner and drinks, and then bar hopping around the city with friends looking for a man. With New York's ridiculous prices, a night out could set you back $150. Sitting at home with your boyfriend maybe costs $20. What a cruel twist of fate!
And along the lines of spending less money, when you are dating/married/partnered with someone, you tend to live together in the same apartment, while we single shmucks sit around and pay ridiculous rents by ourselves. In New York, people tend to move in together much more quickly for that very reason. You could cut your rent nearly in half if you moved in with someone you were with, while I am paying an arm and a leg to live with roommates and spend my nights alone with my a bottle of lube and my left hand. What a cruel twist of fate!
So, the next time you see someone single, be nice to them. They are probably broke and extremely horny. Let them sit down on the subway. Buy them a shot. Hold the door open for them. They need it more than you, you happy, oblivious person in a relationship.
