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Today I went out for tea with someone who I met at work. I have a lot of fun at work, and people seem to really like me there. I had already been asked out once, so it wasn't a shocker when another guy came over to my cash register and asked if I wanted to get some coffee sometime (neither of us drink coffee, though, but I guess "getting coffee" is a rather general term). He seems like a nice enough person, so I obliged willingly. We had a nice time this afternoon--we both ordered teas at Starbucks (his choice, not mine). Really, I have no complaints about the afternoon. Well, nothing major, anyway. We had a nice conversation, and he could definitely be a friend. Just a 20 year older friend. But, hey, like I said, no complaints. But, this did lead me to look back on my interesting (though perhaps limited, admittedly) history with those of the opposite sex and to finally come to an amusing realization: I seem to attract the older--much older--men in my life. Yes, I know, he could have just seen me as a friend. I'm not jumping to any quick conclusions here. It was really when he told me that I looked good in skirts (the one I wore today, in particular) that I had that classic thought: "can boys and girls (men and women) really just be friends? But, I'll spare you that entry--a little to "Sex in the City-esque" for me now. Anyway, the point is, my "intimate" life (if it can really be called that), seems to be composed 97% of men who are [quite a bit] older than me and about 3% of those who were at least born in the same decade. I have nothing against older men, really and truly. It's just that sometimes it would be nice to have a conversation about something that the two of us are experiencing now--I don't know, college might be a good way to start. I just feel so young when we talk about our families. I mean, I am still very hardly removed from mine. I see my dad practically every day, and some of these guys, well, are dads themselves. And, I just find that a little odd. I like kids, but I'd rather not discuss them over an intimate dinner--or even a cup of tea.