Trying to find a way out of this "Mixer" thing
Posted 31 May 2012 - 06:19 PM
So I was invited by a female friend who invites me to all kinds of cool stuff and I said I'd go so feel committed BUT after looking through the attendee list on facebook I would rather stick hot coals under my fingernails than go to this thing.
I dunno, I just sort of got this bad vibe reading what they all wrote on there and am pretty sure every one of them would annoy the hell out of me in person. Damn, why is it so hard to find compatible mates!
Posted 31 May 2012 - 07:02 PM
Posted 31 May 2012 - 07:09 PM
I get the impression they're all into the internet dating thing the way they talk. . . like find 5 metrics of hypothetical compatibility sort of thing. I just don't think that way. I need to like your ass and the way you smell and the internet isn't much help for that.
but the internet is apparently helpful for you in disqualifying the ladies via facebook stalking
Posted 31 May 2012 - 07:17 PM
Maybe even a quick walk around the periphery of the event before introducing myself just to see how everyone moves around and carries themselves.
Posted 31 May 2012 - 10:04 PM
If I do go I'm totally going to print out the attendee list with photos in advance, categorize everyone into "avoid, engage, or pursue" and stick to my script! Maybe even a quick walk around the periphery of the event before introducing myself just to see how everyone moves around and carries themselves.
If there are names in the "pursue" column I say def go.
How did it feel to lose jnjn to the dude who prefers chicks with at least one missing front toof?
The one who I find most physically attractive, "likes": Dubstep, Burning Man, Burners Without Borders, Saks Fifth Avenue, Prepare for the Playa, Shoes, Gypsy Designs. I think this is an exercise in futility for me. I think I'd rather talk to my hand.
You can do that when you get home.
Oh and please post the list with pics and comments here for the lols.
Posted 03 June 2012 - 05:27 AM
Woman #1, tall redhead, into good music, snappy dresser. . . what could go wrong, right? Wrong. Wanted to talk about all the things she's hated about men she's dated recently. "Oh my God, I couldn't believe it, he actually touched me on a first date! And he sniffed my hair! Totally creepy man!" Well, thanks for letting me know right away that you will clearly consider me a creep then because those are both sort of essential first date activities in my book. Next.
Woman #2, raped by father as a child, HATES being touched by men and has to say that right upfront, along with the gory details of the tragedy. Wow, what a nice way to spend a Saturday afternoon. Did you even tell me your name before launching into this tirade? Maybe, but I forgot it.
Woman #3, you know that Monty Python spam skit with the spam, eggs, spam spam and spam? Well replace spam with burning man and you get the idea.
So as if that wasn't enough to send me screaming on my way, I stuck around for more. . .
Woman #4, attractive, smart, Filipino. Lives in a SF fantasy utopia land of expecting everybody to be "nice" at all times no matter what (pretty common around here) like to the point of pretty much anything interesting that comes up in conversation must be squelched immediately because somebody who lives 5 miles away might get offended by it, and God forbid that should happen. BORING.
Thanks for letting me rant, I'm really harmless.