Are You Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places?

My friend, Tara has been single for awhile now. She has her mind set on a Lebanese guy from a good family that will find her, realize she is the best thing to happen to him, get on one knee, pop the freakin question and they’ll live happily ever after with 3 children.

Don’t misunderstand; Tara wants what many girls want, love and stability. That’s her prerogative.

So what does Tara do? She’s always on the lookout every time she’s out with the girls. What’s wrong with this picture? Tara is looking for love in all the wrong places. She gets dolled up and goes out to Beirut’s hottest bars and nightclubs in search of Mr. Right. I’m not gonna say that successful relationships never developed from such rendezvous, I’m saying, the odds of falling on good future husband in clubs are slim.

Picture this, Omar, a decent good looking guy in his late twenties, who wants to go out and party with the guys on the weekend. Omar has a table in White with his buddies. 5 guys on a table. They don’t miss a single opportunity to hit on a girl in close proximity. Let’s say things as they are here, homeboys are definitely not looking for Lebanon’s Next Best Wife, they are out to party and have one thing only on their minds. SEX. That’s their prerogative.

Here’s how the story goes, Omar is captivated by Tara’s beauty. Omar showers Tara with lavish drinks. Tara’s very impressed. Omar vocalizes his interest in Tara. But when he realizes that Tara is not that kinda girl, he quickly gives up but takes her number nevertheless. Tara leaves and Omar is free to hit on more chics that may be easier to impress. Omar succeeds!

My point is, if Tara went to dinner at her friend’s home instead of White that night, she may have been able to meet, Ramzi, a guy also in his late twenties, who wants to enjoy his weekend with good conversation. That’s his prerogative.

We go to clubs and bars to have a good time, meet new people, hook-up. Once we accept the limitations of such venues, we know what to expect and what not to expect. That’s our prerogative. Bisoux