Daddys dating rule ten

So I took a scary step and posted ads in Personals sections.

I did it as a way to serve notice to myself that I was back in the game, willing and ready to put myself on the line to find a good woman.

Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget.

If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating.

Oddly, to some extent I didn’t much care if I found one or not.

I was happy to announce to myself and the world that I was done grieving. I was open for business, ready to love and be loved again. I think I was done in her eyes after I tried to get her to split the dinner bill.

You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck.

If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them.

I made hard and fast rules: No, I won’t exchange emails with you other than to exchange phone numbers and work out logistics for getting together. But the bulk of your relationship will not consist of phone calls and emails.

No, I won’t talk with you more on the telephone beyond our one first call and some brief getting to know you preliminaries. (If it does, well, you need more advice than I can give you.) Nothing is as important as someone’s presence.

My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge .

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