Easily Pleased... or am I?

I figured something out the other night. Between the over-the-phone singles survey and seeing Busta Rhymes rapping on television, with what looked like to me to be 5 carat diamonds bulging from each ear, I discovered that I am not too demanding in life or love.

I randomly answered the land line the very same night I had my revelation. I rarely answer this phone because no one I really care about has that number and most people I want to hear from will call the mobile phone first. But for some odd reason, maybe because watching “So You Think You Can Dance” puts me in a generous mood, I picked up.

“Hi there, this is Tia from {insert name of cheesy singles’ club here}. Do mind answering a few questions for me?”

“Oh, sure. Why the heck not?”

After drawn-out over-bubbly courtesy laugh, Tia said “Are you single?”

“Yes.” I said, oozing fake confidence, sending out the “I’m okay with this, but not really” vibe a little too strongly.

And after some general questions about age, employment, and personal interests, she got to the heart of the conversation.

“What type of man are you looking for?”

“Uh. Hmmm. Um.”

“Tall? Athletic?”

“Well…maybe. Sometimes.”

“What first attracts you to a man?”

“Well, that’s hard to say. I’ve been attracted to so many types of men. I guess there is definitely that initial first impression. But I can say that I have been immediately attracted to someone who isn’t exactly an 8 or 9 on the “looks” scale. I would have to say it’s a person’s overall confidence that I notice or the way he holds himself… I don’t know.”

“Do you have a type? Height preference? Hair color?”

“No. Nope. Nothing. I’m pretty open… I mean, I guess he has to be cute, you know.”

And with that, I pretty much left Tia questionless. Apparently, no one likes a vague single girl who doesn’t have a checklist of things she requires in a man. After I hung up, I thought, I should have quoted Carrie from Sex and the City – “I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.”

I don’t need a lot of money and am not partial to wearing ridiculously sized diamonds. (One carat will do just fine, thank you.) I don’t need a fast car or a giant sized family van. I don’t need a house that can shelter a small army – just enough space for a comfy bed to snuggle in.

I do need someone that is as addicted to me as I am to him. Is that so much to ask?