i am on a roll

When I was in my first year at university, I got so many guys wanting to go out with me, so I complained to my brother one afternoon and he warned me thus; “hey D, you best use this opportunity as much as you can, because when you are in 3rd year, you will be begging boys to even say hi to you. ” of course I laughed in his face, reminded him that our ancestors were of a rare breed and hence I would still look attractive 3 years later.

Boy was I wrong! By the end of 3rd year, I was friends with the male toilet cleaners, the rolex (not watches) guy from across my hostel, the hostel van driver, and the bodaboda guys. My hay days were over.

Two years out of school and my luck is returning. There is a host of boys asking me out again. I am not running to my brother for advice, am afraid the old cynic will hint that since I am almost graying, I should jump at the first opportunity to get knocked up by one of them and settle for nothing less than a ring on my finger.

So here I am. Torn between one loser from the other, yet afraid to be without any loser friends. And I am asking you, how do I drop all the losers and be happy just being old and tired?