Is This Safe?

This is a question I've heard a lot since I started telling people my plan.  Here's the thing: I don't think it's any more or less safe than dating in Colorado Springs.

Growing up in rural Iowa, you knew pretty much everyone and their uncle.  If you were interested in a guy, it was pretty easy to find out if he was an awesome catch or if his hotness was overshadowed by his b.o.  In college, you might not have data on three generations of his family, but at least you knew someone who knew someone who knew him and could be advised on whether or not to proceed.

But in the city, and with the advent of online dating, it's hard to know much about a person without actually sitting down face to face and hearing what he has to say.  I'll be following similar safety rules on the road as I use with normal dating: meet in public places, don't let them know where I live (or, in this case, where I'm staying), go to the bathroom before the date so he doesn't slip something in my drink while I'm in the loo.  Yup, I'm a safety girl.  I've also got my friend Alicia lined up as my Chief Safety Officer.  I'll call her before every date to let her know where I'm going and with whom, then call her again when I'm home safe (wherever home is for the night).

Oh, and I may or may not be packing heat.  To quote Jennifer Grey in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, "I am very cute, very alone and very protective of my body. I don't want it violated or killed, all right?"

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