A few months ago, my love life went through a dry spell. It wasn’t that messages weren’t coming in on Match.com or that guys wouldn’t chat me up when I hit happy hour after work. I just wasn’t connecting with anyone. I felt really blah about the men who I went on dates with (usually only one date with) and I started to doubt my “picker.” Maybe I’m bad at this, I thought to myself.
Right around that time, my friend started dating a new guy. This new guy had a roommate. In the swell of her new romance, the roommate probably did seem pretty great. She said he was a cute, funny, smart professional musician from the same religious background who is also a vegetarian. She offered — no, she insisted — she set us up. I’m an open-minded gal, so I thought I’d give it a shot. She knows me pretty well, I thought.
I don’t think I even need to tell you how awkward the date turned out to be. Keep reading »
You know what I’d like to see have a comeback in 2012? “Blind Date,” that ’90s dating show featuring scornful and snarky pop-up commentary. My interest in this show was revived this morning, as I watched this classic episode, featuring dating show regular, Ken Scalir. (Apparently Ken has been around the dating show block quite a few times, having not found his perfect match yet. It’s hard to understand why.) This blind date is so bad, it’s what our friend Anna of the blog Shmitten Kitten describes as “cringe-core.” In other words, enjoy! [Shmitten Kitten]
Blind dates are awkward for everyone. There’s enough to worry about without discovering that your date just so happens to be your long, lost sibling. Um … yeah. Try recovering from that awks moment. And here I was thinking I had had the most awkward blind date of all time. He told me he was under investigation by the FBI during our first drink. Keep reading »