I ventured out this week to a friend-of-a-friend singles party hosted by a meetup group in the city. The concept is simple: 50 single women show up with one cool single man friend (a man who they don't want to sleep with, but who they would 'recommend to a friend').
I won't lie it was NOT easy finding a man in my life who fit that description. The only men i know are either:
1. dating or married to my girlfriends
2. gay
3. men i may want to sleep with at some point so i don't want to share
The party was at a swanky downtown hotel. i threw my skinny jeans and boots aside and i wore a dress. I was excited for something different and fun.
Instead i got awkward and disappointing.
After some cheesy but necessary ice breakers and a steady flow of alcohol, i was free to roam around the room and find an interesting man to talk to. Instead i met some interesting women to chat with, and some less-than-interesting men.
When the men weren't complaining to me about how they'd been dragged to this event by a coworker, sister or friend, they hovered around the bar downing as many cocktails as possible.
One conversational low-light:
Guy with accent: "I'm really into snowboarding."
Me: "Oh, me too!"
Guy with accent: "Really? are you good?"
Me: "Well i just started last year but i ride the intermediate trails and i'm--"
Guy with accent interrupts me: "That means you're NOT good."
Me in my head: WTF?
Not one man asked for my number, which really worked out because i didn't meet one man who i wanted to hear from ever again. Is it true? Are all of the good men taken or gay?
I won't lie it was NOT easy finding a man in my life who fit that description. The only men i know are either:
1. dating or married to my girlfriends
2. gay
3. men i may want to sleep with at some point so i don't want to share
The party was at a swanky downtown hotel. i threw my skinny jeans and boots aside and i wore a dress. I was excited for something different and fun.
Instead i got awkward and disappointing.
After some cheesy but necessary ice breakers and a steady flow of alcohol, i was free to roam around the room and find an interesting man to talk to. Instead i met some interesting women to chat with, and some less-than-interesting men.
When the men weren't complaining to me about how they'd been dragged to this event by a coworker, sister or friend, they hovered around the bar downing as many cocktails as possible.
One conversational low-light:
Guy with accent: "I'm really into snowboarding."
Me: "Oh, me too!"
Guy with accent: "Really? are you good?"
Me: "Well i just started last year but i ride the intermediate trails and i'm--"
Guy with accent interrupts me: "That means you're NOT good."
Me in my head: WTF?
Not one man asked for my number, which really worked out because i didn't meet one man who i wanted to hear from ever again. Is it true? Are all of the good men taken or gay?