I started thinking about blind dates, and decided that it is a good topic for a poll.

[avrelia]

I hope you’ll answer. ;)

First of all here my experience: I’ve been on a blind date once. That was just enough of fun for the rest of my life. It was not a classical blind date in terms that we talked by the phone setting up the date, but otherwise it was pretty usual. I didn’t like the guy much at once, but I was bored with being dateless and he had tickets to some posh movies’ screening, so I decided it was a nice alternative to an evening with books. It wasn’t. The guy was deadly boring, the movie was deadly boring, and I ran away way midnight to my books.

The reason I want to tell about it, is the only funny thing that happened there: we couldn’t find each other for a long time, since when I asked the guy to describe himself, he said he was handsome. So, I naturally was looking for someone more or less nice to look at.

Apparently, my beauty standards are too weird. ;) But I am happy with them.




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Comments

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I think if you know two people who might be compatible, there are much better ways to introduce them to each other than by sending them off on a blind date. Invite them both to your house, preferably with some other people. If they don't find each other interesting, they can talk to you or the other guests, so nobody has a wretched evening, and if they do find each other interesting, they can go from there, but not without any data at all.

[avrelia.livejournal.com]

My experience certainly supports your position.

[missmurchison.livejournal.com]

I remember my older sister going on a series of blind dates that became notorious in our family. The last, and worst, story was sufficient aversion therapy for me to avoid the experience altogether.

Way, way back in the time when guys always paid for everything, she went to the movies with a guy who turned out to be bad at sharing, and I don't mean in the sense of not discussing his emotions. He bought himself a soda and candy bar, but didn't get her any or offer her any of his. Partway through the movie, he got up and bought a bag of candies. He ate them all himself. Finally, he went out and got popcorn, and settled down to eat it.

Really annoyed at that point, my sister asked if she could have some. He moved the bag out of her reach and said, "It's got butter on it!"

After that, the catch-phrase in my family when someone was being greedy was, "It's got butter on it!" The rest of the world may not have known what it meant, but we all did.

[avrelia.livejournal.com]

That a really good cautionary tale. :)

And the catch-phrase is precious.