Since she loves cats, she joined an animal rights group. Her reason for joining the group had little to do with her love for felines, though. She really wanted to meet a good man and begin dating in Melbourne. After joining and attending a couple of sessions, she noticed that many of the people were not the types she would feel comfortable spending time with. Some of the members were aggressive sorts of people, wanting to confront people who were unkind to animals. She did not feel that this type of person would be good choices for companionship for a lonely young lady. Of course, being an animal rights group, there were melancholic kitty lovers and doggy lovers. They brought pictures of their own animals and wanted everyone to feel the love for the pet that they felt. Since they loved their pets so much, she felt that they would not be able to give attention to her if a friendship developed. This animal rights group idea did not work so she stopped going to the meetings.
She attended a Toastmaster’s Club for one session. In her opinion, many of the others there were self-absorbed types who loved to hear their own voices. Some of them even secretly taped the speeches that they delivered to the club, intending to listen to them over and over at home. Her goal of dating in Melbourne surely would not be met here. The people were largely old, many of them twice her age. A couple of young guys were there, but they seemed to by gay men, not dating material for this heterosexual girl.
People always told her that the best place to meet a good man would be in church. This prompted her to attend some church services on Sundays. She attended a Roman Catholic church one Sunday morning but was turned off by the idolatry, people praying to plaster statues. She wanted someone who appreciated real live people rather than dead, cold sculptures.
The next week she attended a Holy Roller type of church, hoping to find a man she could begin dating in Melbourne. She did not even stay for the entire service since it became so wild, something resembling a three-ring circus. No date bait was to be found in this atmosphere.
Standing outside a more modest church the next Sunday, she noticed that all the men were already accompanied by a wife or girlfriend. She did not notice even one young man going in alone. She did not bother to even enter that church. In her mind, a church was not a great place to meet a dating partner.
She became aware of a soccer match to be held on Friday night and decided to try to find a man by going there. She bought a ticket, hoping it was near some single young guys. She seemed to be in luck as there were four men in their early twenties who had seats directly behind her seat. They soon noticed her and began making flirtatious comments, which she was glad to hear. They finally asked her if she would go to a bar with them after the game. They would buy her some drinks and help her enjoy herself. Feeling good about this development, she said she would think about it and let them know by the time the match ended.
However, she happened to overhear the guys talking among themselves. They were checking to see if any of them had condoms with them. Clearly, they planned to get her drunk and take her to the apartment of one of them. She could foresee the plan. They wanted her for Melbourne sex, not for respectful dating. She made an excuse to go to the restroom during the last few minutes of the match and then sneaked away to go home. Dating in Melbourne had suddenly lost its appeal to her.