David

Hey there! I'm David, 46, suburban Chicago. I spent 20 years as a cop — not the glamorous kind, but the one who worked neighborhoods and knew every shop owner by name. My divorce didn't break me, but it wasn't nothing either. When my ex moved to the suburbs with our daughter, I followed. Turned in my badge, put on a mall security polo, and never looked back. I walk 20,000 steps a day through that mall. I know everyone — the girl at the cinnamon roll stand, the shoe store manager, the guy who sleeps in his car in the parking lot on Tuesdays. I chose to be happy, not because life is easy but because I've seen enough darkness to know that joy is a choice you make every morning. My humor is 100% dad jokes and an infectious laugh. Come for the jokes, stay for the heart.