This is the most important piece of advice to remember, so keep this in mind before and during your first date as a singleton, and for all dates to follow: When it comes to meeting the opposite sex, everyone is really 16 years old – and this goes for men too. You may be 45 years old, sophisticated and successful, but you will still jump around and scream when someone you like asks you out, panic about what to wear on a date, get sweaty palms, and nervously blurt out inane pieces of conversation over dinner that make your cheeks burn in recollection for weeks to come. And then, like a teenager, you’ll sit by the phone for days after a date waiting for the bastard to call you.
Warning – The worst time for a singleton is the coupliest time of the week: Sunday morning. Instead of moping around between the sheets resenting happy couples making each other breakfast, making love, and lovingly sharing the Sunday papers, plan stuff for Sunday morning, such as brunch with friends, go for a long walk, masturbate (yukky word, isn’t it?), whatever, just get up and get out!