MTB

Have you ever been the 13th spare wheel at a party?  Do you know of anyone that has?

Well, you do now.

Yeah, I was that 13th spare wheel last night.  Sometimes it sucks for single people to be the 3rd wheel or even the 5th wheel.  And it really, really sucks to be the 13th spare wheel.

Welcome to my life.  You would think that I’d be used to it by now, right?  I mean, I’m no spring chicken, am I?

Last night my coworker had a BBQ and invited people from work and their spouses.  About halfway through the night I realized that I was the only single person there.  And I was on the older end of the age spectrum.  Just one guy was older than me.

It’s interesting that I didn’t think about it at first, isn’t it?  But, as the night progressed, we started playing games and it was evident.

We split into two teams:  women vs. men.  Of course, I threw the count off — the women’s team had one more people.

Sort of causes a minor issue when you play by rounds and each person takes a turn.  Then, it gets annoying when people say things like, “yeah, but you have more people on your team!”  Gosh, sorry to screw things up everyone.

I suppose I shouldn’t complain too much.  I mean, it’s a personal choice, right?  I choose not to go out and date, I chose to break up with my boyfriend, and I choose to live a single life right now.

So, are you asking why I am complaining?  Yeah, I don’t know why.

But you know what?  I have my glass of red wine and it’s all good.

Good night.

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