Free Online Dating Sites Discussion

Blind dating is one thing, where it usually starts when a friend; or even a friend of a friend thinks you might be compatible with someone they know, or someone their friend knows. But meeting someone out of the blue where you really have no one or anything to corroborate their stories and histories, can be very nerve-racking. Sorry to interject, but because this blog is partially funded by Google AdWords that you see to your right and left, I must add some keywords like free dating sites and more throughout this text - I apologize in advance, please continue… I, being a guy, have a slight advantage over my female mystery companion in that I don’t really have to worry about her wanting to possibly kill me for laughs. Not that that’s what I’m all about, but there are also many other elements that can get the brain thinking too much and turn your nerves from steel into lettuce. Thus the preparation ceremony begins!

I’ve been out on quite a few first dates in my time and I think I’ve developed a pretty good overall plan of action as well as contingency plans that allow for possible unique and unusual scenarios. The perfect restaurant is chosen based on what little information I obtained through our various instant messaging and phone conversations - something mid-range and offering a wide variety of dishes to choose from. Here we go again, free dating sites, that’s a short one. Somewhere fairly quiet and a little bit romantic perhaps? The only problem in this city is that every mid-range restaurant seems to only hire extremely hot waitresses! Not that I have a problem averting my eyes and focusing on my date, but I am a healthy, hot-blooded male so you know… Frankly I don’t know how they get away with it! Most likely they don’t and keep excellent lawyers and a huge slush fund on hand, specifically for their monthly lawsuits brought on by disgruntled and rotund job seekers. But this is a blog about free dating sites, so I’ll save that for another time.

Let’s see here; Milestones, Earls, Cactus Club - all great places but for that one common problem - hot staff. I did end up making a reservation at Earls, which has some very convenient locations for me, complete with some well marked exit points! Just kidding of course.

Wearing charcoal dress pants, a freshly ironed button down “purply” shirt and charcoal single breasted jacket, I felt confident that I looked sane and approachable. Earlier in the evening I offered to give her a ride in one of the many yellow cars from my fleet, but she declined and instead opted to meet me there - very smart on her part. She knows not to get into a car with a stranger, even if it is driven by my personal chauffeur of ethnic origins and I have pockets full of free candy.

The reservation was made for 8:00pm, a fine, midway hour that’s sure to give me a bit of that European flare, although I arrived at 7:30 and took a seat at the bar in order to enjoy a fine beer and stake out the surroundings before my prey… I mean my date, arrived.

Oh yes, I forgot one detail: How are we going to recognize each other in a crowded and loud environment? Only a few more times to go, free dating sites. Being my dapper self, I opted for a fine bright red and white Hawaiian shirt, which would make me easy to spot in Grand Central Station! This of course is another joke as I am prone to telling them. Anyway, I told her to look for the handsome gent wearing a small red flower on his lapel (can’t recall the name of the flower but it was NOT a poppy (which opens up the next story)). This gaff on my part turned into a bit of a funny situation, which turned out to be quite the ice breaker in my opinion. Since our date was just prior to Remembrance Day, it is very common for men and women to wear red poppies on their lapels. So here’s this poor woman about to walk into a relatively fancy place located in a business district looking for a guy in a suit with a red flower on his lapel.

As I sat at the bar waiting, I look at my watch and see it’s 8:02, I should probably make myself noticeable and keep an eye out for my date. I decide to standup next to the bar and scan the room for anyone looking bewildered, and then I spot her. How do I know it’s her? Because she was the only one with that “What the hell?” look on her face standing by the front door. There she was, scanning the room and noticing that her date could have been any one of 40 guys in suits with red flowers on their lapels! After watching her approach a few guys who could have been me, but not quite as well-groomed, I thought I would finally relieve her and introduce myself. If I could figure out how to get free dating sites into the context of this entry, I would!

I really have to stop here as I’ve run out of time, but next up: The real Big Date! And for the sake of Marguerite J. I will try to get that up here sooner than later.

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