Bad speed dating experiences coroguide online dating
As something of a dating enthusiast, I can’t think of anything more up my alley than cramming twenty five-minute dates into one night.
After all, when was the last time it took me more than five minutes to decide whether a guy was […] This story is from Christina, a 25-year-old dance teacher in Boston, as told to Raz: I met Nus at a speed dating event.
The 7 minutes seemed like a long time at first, but actually flew by on every occasion… During that particular episode, the lady repeatedly answered my questions with one-word, nondescript answers – she was definitely a Phoebe! ” Me: “I’m not sure, but I think it’s in the constellation with Uranus…” Lady: ……… With that being said, I was disappointed not to get an opportunity at any point to ask a question from my list of unusual questions, such as: After all the 7 minute torture sessions where over, everyone headed to the bar to relax, and, in the case of a few people, get completely shit-faced.
There was a real mixture of women at the event and I got along well with all of them. The results weren’t pretty – at one point one of the ladies pulled down the top of her trousers to show me her ‘Mr Tickle’… However, due to the fact that I had chosen an “over 30s” event, everyone there was older than me and most were over 40 (hey, I still got 3 phone numbers).
I actually tried interrupting her in the middle, but she refused to stop until she had named everything. (I used the time to jot that down on my ‘notes’ sheet whilst she was finishing her fridge items list).
After a furious few weeks of taking dates with any guy who could form a sentence, I met an absolute sweetheart who wrote the best sentences. We agreed to meet at a local pub and ended up bumping into each other at the bank machine across the street ahead of time – we both actually looked like our online pictures!
” It was so ridiculously random that I used it several times throughout the evening (phrased in a jokey manner).
It did, however, backfire on me on one occasion, where the lady spent the following minute and a half listing everything in her fridge…
In preparation for the event, I scoured the Internet for some advice and tips and also some suggestions for questions that I could ask.
The advice was useful, but the question suggestions were either boring or ones that I’d rather smash a pint glass over my head than ask.We both got a little drunk, and belted out […] I’m Raz, a twenty-something girl, living in New York City. I’ve got a good job (that doesn’t pay very much), good friends (none of whom I want to date), and a tiny apartment in Murray Hill (which I love). But it’s ok, because I’m realizing that dating in this crazy city can be kind of fun…