I had to deal with that a lot, too. At 27, I had just dumped my ex boyfriend (it wasn't soon enough) and was at last busy enjoying myself, spending time with my friends and family, and ecstatic about finally being able to do what I wanted, when I wanted, and feeling that my life was again my own. All the time, with co-workers and other nosy people, it went like this:
Nosy person: "Do you have a boyfriend"
Nosy Person: "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, too bad! You need to get out there more and find someone! Blah, blah, blah....You know, you won't find someone if you're not looking, blah, blah blah...My son's brother in law doesn't have a girlfriend either, and he smokes just like you, so you'll have something in common! I should set you up......."
Read: Aw, you poor, damaged, pitiable thing! Don't you know your life won't have any meaning unless you're able to say you have a boyfriend?
Funny that most of these people complained 24/7 about boyfriends, fiances, and miserable marriages, too. They thought that instead of having fun on weekends, that maybe I should aspire to having their lives! I'd have co-workers and such trying to set me up with guys who ended up being the biggest losers and jerks, too. In their mind, THIS was better than having NO man.
Grrrrrrrrrr. I could go on forever about this one!