"No!" I yell at the screen, throwing my plastic cup at the couple's smiling faces.

I wonder why I always watch these dating shows, the men always choose the wrong women and I end up in a pool of tears.

If women like that can't find love then there's no hope for the rest of us.

I get up and clean up the mess I just made, singing along to the cartoon theme song playing on the new channel I just selected.

A loud knock on the door gets my attention. "Dinah's not here." I say in a small tired voice that Merfy, my roommate loves to use.

The knocking gradually turns into banging and I rush to open the door with a groan when a nail that belongs on the door comes to where I'm standing.

The door flies open and a tall handsome man with sexy eyes is glaring down at my 5'11 self.

"I didn't order a stripper." I say thoughtfully.

His gorgeous eyes narrow into slits and his fists curl into tight balls.