Does it work to mix work and dating

Does it work to mix work and dating I met D at a party. I was there with Ryan Paugh and a few bloggers from the Brazen Careerist network, and because it was SXSW and it was all parties all the time, I was pretty partied out. But the party was for Kirtsy, and I love the women who run Kirtsy, so I went. Also, Holly Hoffman wanted to meet Guy Kawasaki. And really, its not like Im his best friend, but because I know him, I could say to Holly, Oh, Ill introduce you. And I did that. And Holly was thank-you-thank-you, even though Guy is so nice that you can just walk up to him and introduce yourself and hell be nice. To everyone. And Im standing there with a bunch of 25 year olds, because Im always hanging out with 25 year olds because thats basically my jobI work with them and my business is for them. But I was not with THE 25 year old because the night before, I woke up to him peeing on the carpet in my hotel room. When I asked what he was doing, he said, Oh, sorry and then he went back to bed. So I woke him up. And yelled at him. He said he was drunk. He went back to sleep. I woke him up. I said, I told you you had to go down on me and you didnt. You asked a woman out after she wrote a whole blog post about oral sex and you dont even do oral sex. Im pissed. He says, I was too tired. Too tired for ten times? Weve had sex ten times. The night deteriorated and I told him to leave the next morning, by 8am. He says, Can you wake me at 7:30? And I say, No, Im not your mother. So at the party, that night, I was surrounded by 25 year olds, but not that 25 year old, and you can imagine that I was really happy when someone my own age came up to me. But I really couldnt tell why he was coming up to me. I have said before that I think I have Asperger Syndrome, and I think its full blown when it comes to dating. So I have to be direct. So when this guy who is clearly in my age bracket comes up to me and says, Hi, I like your blog, I ask, Are you trying to date me? I know this is not normal. But I had been to a million parties and I had had a glass of wine, and I just wanted to sort people quickly. He thought for a minute and then he said, Yes. Great, right? He showed me that he can cope with my weirdness and still come out okay. So we hung out talked for a while, and then I realized my phone was dead. And the night was early and I needed to text people and so I wanted to go back to my hotel room to get my charger. The guy said hed walk there with me. I tell Ryan Paugh because I think maybe Im missing something. Ryan says, He thinks youre having sex with him. What? Yeah. You cant take a guy to your hotel room and not have sex. Oh. Wait. But I told him I need my charger. No. Okay. Okay. So I tell the guy, No. Then I walk him over to his friends, who are at the same party, and I tell them our date is over: Im getting my charger and he cant come with me because I dont want to have sex with him. His friends laugh. I think this is a good sign. So the next night we have a date. It is very low pressure because he is from a state that is far away and does not have a direct flight from Madison. And he is not a gazillionaire, so he is not going to buy a house for us to share in Chicago when we meet at OHare. So: No future. I tell him, Be careful of that wet spot on the floor. And then we have a one-night stand. At least I think it is going to be a one-night stand. But then in bed, I can tell that hes not thinking one-night stand because he does sweet things that guys never do to me, like stroke my hair. I do that with my kids. And then things deteriorate quickly. Well, for three weeks, things are good. I like him and I call him. And I see him again. Then things get bad because he twitters about me. And I think, I do not want the world to know Im dating him because maybe I dont want to be dating him. And he tells me Im out of my mind that Im worried about who is twittering about me. He says something, which I will summarize as: Get a life. So I am not with him. Because you cant be with someone who thinks youre out of your mind. And Im not with the 25 year old, who, by the way, is also twittering about me, in an odd sort of way. So Im thinking the lesson here is that if work and sex are mixing then its a sign the dating isnt working. But really, there must be a ton of people who think sex and work overlap because, look, my blog has 33,000 subscribers. So maybe the lesson is I shouldnt date people I meet through my blog. But then I think, who have I met not through my blog in the last two years? And maybe the answer is no one.