how old is too old?

The guy I met at 15 Romolo the other night, also known as Blue (see last post), seems to be quite interested in your favorite blogger... As I mentioned, he was texting me on Saturday being all cute-like, but since I was hungover, hating life, and in need of some hash browns, I wasn't super responsive. Noah and I did end up going to Jew Night at Cellar, but he got there too late to guest bartend, so I went at it like a pro. I'm a sexy bartender. For real. I swear the other girls who showed up for the guest bartending were wearing sneakers and jeans, and it's like, WTF? Aren't we here to meet new people and get drunk? Why, oh why, would these girls rock the lamest outfits ever? I, of course, was wearing a super-cute short dress and stilettos. You know you're a rock star when you can wear stilettos behind the bar and still get around ok. I mean, they have those mats back there with the little holes in them, very dangerous.

It was a lot of fun, and Shira's Ex, also known as AssFace, was there with his douche crew of roommates. He was very friendly, but I still don't trust that fucker. So since Noah couldn't be behind the bar with me, I took it upon myself to keep the drinks flowing for him and the army of skanks that he somehow managed to pick up in the 5 minutes I wasn't with him. I think it's the tight shirt with half of the buttons undone that really gets him the Jew ladies. Unfortunately, I had to bolt immediately after slangin' cocktails to work that Dos Equis promo with Precious. I will, however, stay later next time, because I totally met like 32 nice and attractive people in the 2 hours I was there, and who says no to free drinks?

To get back to Blue, he was texting me in the evening asking what I was doing, and I told him I was busy doing Jew Night, followed by work. So, he shows up at the Big Foot Lodge on Polk while we're working, and I was totally intoxicated from my 7 free cocktails at Jew Night. He was really sweet, got us drinks and hung out while we gave out a bunch of crappy keychains and tried to promote the beer. I chatted with him a little, but I was really wasted, and it seemed like a better idea to let him take off with a classy impression of me. Thank god he didn't see me fall on a bar patron when I went to put beads over his head. Apparently, it was quite a scene I made. What's new? Precious said that even with the Stumbelina tendencies, I was quite charming throughout the evening, and that Blue seemed really nice and cute.

"So, what's the problem, Shosh?" You might ask... Well, here it is: During our brief chat, I managed to find out that Blue happens to be a bit older than I. So how old is too old? I mean, factor in that he mentioned taking me out to dinner and buying me shoes, and then answer. It just seems like once you pass the 10 year difference mark, questions arise. Like, why isn't this guy married or in a relationship? Why is this guy interested in a girl who is more than 10 years his junior? How does this guy look so young? Botox?

I decided it doesn't matter, I think. Any guy who calls me "Gorgeous" and wants to buy me shoes is A-OK by me. And anyways, it's not like this is going to be serious, I mean, we met in a bar, for Christ's sake, on a night when I was eye-fucking the Hot Hot Bartender and texting R2D2. I do, however, have a "Don't Say No To Dinner" policy (most of the time), and I think

I could use someone fresh in my life anyways. The age thing has me a little freaked still, but I figure, what the hell, right?

So, please, my dear reader, click an answer to the poll above, so I can get some outside opinions on the matter. I have to eat now. Thanks.