Hello party people! Things are getting rull cray to the cray over here!! My sister gets married in T-4 days - ahhhhhh!!! So this will be my last post until next week and of course I'll fill you in on all the deets.
So as you know - I've been roped into joining Match again - which I'll say is gross (have I mentioned that yet?!). last night they had one of their "mixer" events and I decided to go balls out and just do it. I mean what is the worst that could happen - I have a drink and walk right back out. I was so nervous - like sick to my stomach nervous. I most likely should have had a strong beverage before I went. Oh and btw I was going alone - I repeat I was going ALONE. So I got myself looking good and off I went. It was at this bar - nothing too special. I got there a half hour late hoping that I wouldn't be the first/biggest dork there. Oh and as I was approaching the bar there was a chalkboard sign on the sidewalk with this in ginormous letters "MATCH.COM" WITH AN ARROW!!
I mean mortifying - I literally covered my face, walked in and hoped that no one saw me.
When I got inside I, of course, made a beeline for the bar. I wiggled my way up, there was a good number of people there, but I hadn't really scoped it all out yet. The girl standing next to me and I started chatting. Turned out she was in the same boat as me, came alone and was hating her life. We of course became fast and furious friends. So we found a spot and started to check out the scene. EPIC FAIL. And by that I mean that there were 3 times the number of women there over men. The men there were either creepy or about 5'5". Have I mentioned that I'm 5'8"?! So there's that. We basically just chatted with each other and then finally I started talking to this guy. I had made a rule in my head going in that I had to talk to at least one guy. CHECK. He was kind of a tool, but could at least carry on a conversation. We talked for like 20 minutes and then he was like, "umm ok so I'm gonna go back and hang with my buddies". Cool - so glad I just wasted 20 minutes of my life on you. have fun with them. Just annoying - I mean I really wasn't feeling him, but he could have at least asked one of us for email/number/something. It was just really awkward.
The whole thing was just awkward. Not pleasant. But I mean I had a glass of wine out of it and that girl and I exchanged numbers - haha I love how those are the "digits" I came away with. We both decided that we'd try one more event, maybe something a little more structured, and at least we'd be together next time so it won't be as daunting!
So we left and I was walking away realizing I was in major shoe pain, so I stopped to change into flats. This guy approaches me and he's like "oh did you just come from there" - points to the bar. I mean did I have a sign on me that read "loser who belongs to match.com"?! I was like "yah I did - enjoy!". I had no interest. Again with the shortness and then I was kinda creeped out because he kept asking to go to coffee with me and I didn't know what to do, so I did the obvious and said "oh sorry I'm on my way home I have a bunch of work calls I have to make". What - that clearly does not even make any bit of sense! Why do I do things like this?! He then asks for my number so I bargained with him and gave him my match name. actually I accidentally gave him the wrong one - but don’t worry he found me!
So basically out of this evening I gave my info to 2 people - one female and one total stalker creep. All in all I'd say it was a successful hour and a half.
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