It’s like, wow, don’t you ever sit on a patio and have a beer or hang out and cook a meal?
I’m not even going to contact you because I’m too ordinary.”Lessard may see himself as ordinary, but he’s got a great dating resume: A stable career that allows him to work from home, a funky casual style, is open to having kids and if you have kids, that’s okay too.
“There is a serious problem here.”PHOTOS: MORE SINGLES LOOKING FOR LOVEThis is Vancouver, the women explain, in conversational shorthand that speaks volumes about the city’s widely-perceived shortcomings for straight daters.
The women at the back table of the Bottleneck bar on Granville Street are a cluster of long locks, funky accessories, a mix of tanned and fair, naturally athletic bodies and discreetly dabbed lip gloss.
The conversation about the impossibility of finding man-love in Lotus Land ricochets between raucous laughter and thoughtful reflection until the table goes silent and the subject finally sinks, like a stone thrown in an impossibly dark wishing well.“This is not a lighthearted issue,” says Jodi Derkson.
So, why is it so hard to meet someone in Vancouver? Is it part of the city’s identity that the dating scene is as tricky to negotiate as its landscape, divided by waterways and forbidding mountains?
Is it the way the city is spread out and shuts down early, its denizens more likely to rise at dawn to pound up the North Shore mountains on their bikes before work than lie in and roll over for a little good morning sex? Is it seasonal affective disorder, a collective low libido?
He’s dated five years younger than his age, and up to 15 years older.