Speed Dating (Part 2 - The Ugly Truth)

I've been reluctant (read: lazy) to write about my speed dating experience from last week. But since I put it out there already, I've got to follow thru. So here it goes.

First, let's get the big question off the table. Did I make a connection? In a word, no. But maybe, so the whole thing was that you had to have a mutual match. I did not have any. I choose two guys, but more out of thinking that I should than genuine interest. Yeah, I know it sounds like sour grapes but I'm just being honest. Overall, it was funny, informative and slightly frightening.

The age range of the men was supposed to be 30-40, but they definitely were lax on that. If you have two grown children, that's a dealbreaker. Said man with the grown children asked me if that was a deal breaker. Hello, McFly, this a six-minute interaction, it's a little earlier for that question don't you think? And so that is how the night began. As a group they were nice, some even humorous. None that I would call Mr. Right (for me). If you are painfully shy, have grown ass children, live with your sister and wear Hawaiian shirts, your not the one for me (that was all one guy by the way).

What was good about the evening was that it put in the position to make small talk, something we all dread, but at times need to do. To engage with another person and give them the Cliff Notes version of who you are, there is an art form to it. I talked to 10 guys in under 2 hours, that does not usually happen on a typical night out. (My recent experience at Flute not included)

So, will I do it again, um.... I'm not ruling it out, but it is not on top of the to do list. Next up, maybe a trivia night. Though I have been cautioned that my enthusiasm for trivia could be off putting, but it's who I am, so I'm embracing it. And hopefully someone else will too.