I AM A HICK MAGNET

After working ten hours on inauguration day when no one else wanted to, I decided to go to a NICE place where the kind of guys I would like to date hang out. So I go to the Old Ebbitt Grill, known for its proximity to the White House and number of other buildings, including the press club. It also has a dress code. So wouldn’t you know I get chatted up by a guy in a sweatshirt and baseball cap with a thick redneck accent.

Why is it that when I seek out nice places, events, I always attract the person who is the LEAST attractive to me?