Dating Hatrick: Series One: Single Fathers

Foreword

My Saturday Friend and I have mulled over many a-time my dating history as, for most, it is cause for endless entertainment. Clearly neither my friends nor I have interesting lives at nearly Thirty. After I really got to thinking about the past relationships, it occured to me that I have been a serial dater in that my dating scenarios mostly happen in threes. Dating Hatrick is a mini-series dedicated to such situations. Hang on, it's going to be a not-so-exciting ride (a single girl needs to get her kicks somehow in the City that Sex Forgot).

Series One: Single Fathers

As it turns out, there was a time in my life where I dated single fathers and single fathers only. I didn't seek them out. It just happened that way. Three in a row. Two of them, my family did not know about. The one with the adorable children, however, I thought my mother needed to know about. This was only because I blurted the news out after there was a family tragedy. The news did not seem so horrible then. I knew this tactic would work because I similarily divulged that I had a body piercing...along side the news that I was dropping out of university. It worked then, and as suspected, it had worked now. I do not, however, recommend trying this at home.

Ha! But it only gets better from there. One single father in question actually tried to hide his singlefatherhoodness from me! I knew he had a kid. He knew that I knew he had a kid. My friends knew that he had a kid and they also knew that I knew he had a kid. Yet, he still hid this minute detail from me. So, after, oh, two months of this cat-and-mouse relationship he finally 'confessed' that he had a child. I never saw him again.

The third father in question? Incredibly hot-assed guy. We still chat from time to time.