Well, I alluded to my slight interest in it, and last night was the night.
Speed dating.
That's right. I did it. With one of my dearest friends, my red headed beauty. We got to the event, donned our name tags with our names and "number" and ordered our first rum and diet. Scoping the room, it looked as though it could be promising. Maybe. Who knows, but we were up for whatever the night had to bring, and we were keeping an open mind.
I had six dates. Each person is "supposed" to have eight, but three guys, apparently ducked out early, leaving each round with three ladies, speed-dateless. Leaving me, sipping another drink, chatting with the bartender, for two speed dates worth, sixteen minutes. He was nice, and something about him kind of intrigued me, from the get go. Like you can imagine though, a bartender at an event like this... well, it seemed like lots of the girls there were into him, and he seemed pretty into himself.
The six men I did meet were interesting. All, in their own ways. I guess, maybe, I'll check "second date" for one. After a while, repeating what I do for work, what I like to do for fun, etc., got a little old. However, I would rate the night a... 6/10. I had a good time, it was a fun, different, unique way to meet new people. I just didn't leave feeling all too enthusiastic about anyone in particular. Hmm. Maybe I just have very high expectations. I don't know.
I have the bartender's number. He wants me to text him. Yes, he actually suggested that I text him. That's a whole other subject which I clearly need to address soon. Men lately and their damn texting. What the hell is that all about? Ask for a girl's number and freaking call her, damnit.
So there you have it. All in all, a fun night. Would I do it again? Sure. In no real rush though. It was amusing and interesting, but nothing too spectacular. My red headed beauty did meet two potential second dates though, lucky her.
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The bartender is lame. How old is he? 21? Who says "text me" to someone they don't know? If a guy isn't interested enough to actually want to ask for my number and hear my voice, then whatever.
Anyway, good for you for trying something new. What did you like about the one who might luck out with a "second date" with you?
I know, lame is right. He's 24. I just don't get the whole thing with texting lately. It's absurd really how much it's replacing the decency for an actual phone call.
The other guy made me laugh, right off the bat. A good sense of humor is a huge turn on. There was something about him that was a little kooky, in a good way. So we'll see.
I don't get it Brooke, don't you have to give someone your number in order for you to text them in the first place. Girl, forget him, that's trouble in the making. You need an upstanding MAN, not some bartending boy who has no common sense! I'm mad at the fool.
I agree with Ally. You know my stance on the Text. But whatever floats your boat. No phone calls....Chivalry is now officially dead.
Yeah, I agree with Ally. The thing is, phone number exchange should imply phone conversation... texting is what you do when you can't call (or when you are too chicken, and who wants to date a chicken?). And if he has a voice box, a hand to dial he should be able to talk. Men!
Joy- thank you for your support! And your comment made me laugh, thanks.
dcvita- I agree with Ally too. Damn texting. It's such a cop out.
Brandy- right on girl!
Texting is fine when you need to say something quick and to the point, like, "call me" or "I'm on my way." More importantly, texting should be reserved only for hilarious one-liners and dirty talk. It is not a place for real conversation and definitely not for making plans. Guys, pick up the phone and call, and already have a few suggestions in mind. Don't leave it up to us to do everything...we hate indecisive men. We like our men to be assertive.
Brooke- I couldn't agree more. I think there are times and places for texting. For your girlfriends, it's one thing. Funny one liners, a statement. Not a setup for a date or anything of the like. No f-ing way.
Echoing what Ally said, yep the bartender is a mouse. Texting - I hate it, I think that mobile phones are turning people into morons but texting doubly so. Even to the point where people text each other to break off a relationship.
If you liked him enough to tell him to grow a pair of big brass balls and just downright ask you out, then dooo eeet :)
Peej
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If you're giving out your number to multiple people... it's easier to manage them all by text message. Or, so I'd think...
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