Horrible speed dating stories
I may have an update as I’m meeting some of the girls for a catchup this week (lack of men but some very cool women there who I became friends with…….maybe this is where I go wrong? As a first time speed dater, I wouldn’t knock it – it would have been an okay setup if they had organised numbers better and by far the least cringe situation I’ve been in!
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To me, other than the cattle market issue, the event at times felt like I was prowling at the school gates – I don’t feel a connection with younger men, a silver fox does me fine. Out of the two there, one clearly didn’t want to be sitting at our table – pretended he’d already spoken to us and sauntered off to join another table.
He was never to be seen again – until the end when he complained to the organisers nobody wanted to talk to him.
Surely kids at university don’t need help hooking up…….they?
But for the most part they did well; were polite, one or two perhaps a little bat shit crazy but the rest pretty normal. It was like being picked for school teams all over again.
My mate had found her other friend (did she know the setup all along? Atleast there would be some banter if it got really cringe.