Greetings, City Dwellers

Welcome to our blog.

We're both single, all-around awesome gals about town, but for some reason we seem attract the dregs of the earth when it comes to dating.

We're not talking simply ugly guys (that would be shallow, and we're not totally shallow), we're talking about the Schmuck. (For those needing a definition of said male, here you go: a stupid person or dimwitted fool or an unwanted guest.) You know you know him. You may have even dated one or four. If you have, our apologies and sympathies are extended your way. Hugs all around.

Here are some of his identifying traits. The Schmuck is unable to distinguish between there, their, and they're…or where and wear, for that matter, in his emails. He also gushes about his feelings, desires, and dreams in ALL CAPS. Yup, he's a shouter. Feels like the early days of an abusive relationship. Lest you think he's all rough around the edges, you should know that he tosses pet names early and often like peanuts at a Yankees game.

These are the men that seek us out on dating sites and in bars, and we figured it was time to share the suffering we've endured over a decade of life in NYC. We know we're not alone in our plight and since these stories also crack us up, we thought it was high time we shared the laughter.

Tune in for actual emails we've received from the pits of dating hell and feel free to send us your own tales of woe and woah!

XO
Red and Friend