It didn't help my ego that in January, Marie Claire pinpointed our fair city as one of the top five "great places for single girls." After attempting almost comical displays of "approachability" that have to be seen to be believed (trust me), I acknowledged the sobering truth: The courtship culture in San Francisco is not normal.
"I can't sit at a bar in Chicago or New York without a guy striking up a conversation with me, whereas in San Francisco, guys don't even look up from their laptops when I walk into a cafe," says Beth Cook, 34, a local business and life coach. "A lot of people are quick to blame tech, but that's oversimplification," counters Mc Gowan.
As I avoided his gaze, I felt like I was suffocating.
With his arrival, it now tallied to three guys who I had dated — and slept with — in the Marina hot spot. My newly single sister told me she signed up for but promptly deleted Hinge because all of the guys were men she already knew and wasn’t interested in, men a friend had dated or men who were friends with her ex.
Kevin Lewis, an assistant professor of sociology at UC San Diego, blames the Bay Area's progressive gender norms, with men less likely to believe they need to make the first move.
A couple of weeks ago, on a particularly cold San Francisco summer night, I found myself in a dark place.