Where, OH WHERE, are you hanging out? I'm talking to you: reasonably sane and emotionally (eh, or whatever) available 30-something guys (heteros). I don't see you. Ever. Am I just really, exceptionally bad at guessing ages? I don't expect you to be Mr. Fancy Pants. I do expect you to be wearing a ring if you're married (is that wrong? am I out of touch?).
Please don't tell me I have to go to bars or sporting events. It might just kill me.