Scratch that one off the list

Yesterday K and I were discussing our issues with meeting men. I work in an office full of women and gay men and she works from home. Our current circle of friends is devoid of single, straight men and neither of us is particularly keen on hitting the bar scene to troll for cougar meat. So we started going through places where we might meet some eligible bachelors.

K: We should start going to yoga. I bet the guys there are HOT.
Me: No. Not so much. Too new agey.
K: Oh, like wearing a sarong to Barton Springs?
Me: Yeah, more sensitive guy who will make you a macrobiotic meal, less hard pounding sex.
K: Well, they might know tantric sex.
Me: Ugh. Who has time for that?