Sdsu speed dating
Which was actually, a very interesting thought experiment, you know, watching every guy that walked in and making analyses, judgments and assumption about what that guy was all about and if he would be a competitive threat.
It turns out, I have very high self esteem and can talk down almost every guy that walked into the bar. Either way I felt pretty good about judging Hipster Harry, Muscles Mcgee and East County Flat Brimmed Barry.
And this is where it begins, as the next part of the blog is going to be a breakdown of the different types of people I would meet over the next hour, or at least the ones I remember, and the memorable conversations we had. But you’re not going to, you’re going to continue to read on, and still think I’m an asshole.
Now, hopefully this doesn’t come off as mean, or me being a judgey jerk face. And I don’t even know what the word vomit I’m going to write yet, so this apology might be all for not. I wondered the outside patio looking like a lost puppy, as I read the name tags with note cards placed on each chair until I finally found my name tag, and sat down.
And at the end of the 7 minutes, we take one last lingering look deep into each other eyes, and we just know. It was kind of an irrational fear I kept playing over and over in my head.
And look, ask anyone that knows me in real life, I’m funny, like real world funny and a pretty good conversationalist and not shy, like at all.
My buddy Vic also wanted to try out speed dating, and there’s safety in numbers so we both show up 30 minutes early to BJ’s Brewery in Mission Valley.
We thought it would be a good idea to have a drink or 12 before the event.
As we walked in, we saw the patio outside where they were setting up for what looked like the battle arena of where the speed dating was going to be taking place.
We walked to the bar, ordered a drink and proceeded to speculate about every girl and guy that then walked into the bar, sizing them up as either competition or potential speed date partners.
As it turns out, all the guys my friend and I assessed and judged in our 30 minutes predrink at the bar, weren’t even involved with speed dating. We make our way outside promptly at thinking we would be late, since the event starts at , but it only looked to be about half full.
As you walk in, you sign in and are told to find your starting seating. So if you’re going to get offended and comment “How could you write those things about those people, you don’t even know them, you’re an asshole”, please stop reading now.
6 minutes are up, the bell is rang, time to move onto the next one.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating