A man invented speed dating. Well, okay, maybe not, but that person certainly invented it with a man in mind. Think about it. A room full of women, all available, who by virtue of being there out of their own free will have declared to you that they are not going to give you that stupid game of playing hard to get. They want a date just as much as you do, and they at the very least are open to the idea of talking to you. Already, that puts you at a greater advantage than if you tried to strike a conversation with someone at the produce section of your supermarket.
And then there’s the structure of the speed dating session. You’re grouped into pairs, and then the timer is set. In about 15 minutes you go through all the getting to know you’s that would normally last from an overpriced appetizer to an awkward handshake at her door. You don’t have to go through the stupid blabber about the weather or your respective opinions about the government’s international policy. Instead, you get short and straightforward answers to questions designed to reveal each other’s personality. Very efficient, no angst, and no time for awkward pauses. It’s shopping for women the way we normally shop for a shirt: take the list, zero in on the boutique, and never mind the wandering around the shoe aisles.
And then there’s the sheer convenience of it. Admit it — most of us get pretty tired of the nights on the prowl. Given a choice, most of us would rather stay home, watching a game. Speed dating lets us block off one evening to meet as many women as possible in the space of three hours. It’s less time consuming, it’s less expensive (those drinks at a favorite bar add up!) and it’s less stressful, too. You don’t have to think about opening lines or worry about gathering the confidence to approach a group of women (you know how, like wolves, they always travel in packs). You don’t have to think about what restaurant to bring her to, or if you have to take her out for coffee afterwards. You just jump into the whole thing. The only thing you have to concentrate on is not saying anything stupid in the 15 minutes allotted to you, but that’s definitely easier than not saying anything stupid in the three hours at dinner.
So why not give speed dating a try? It’s just one evening, and at the end of the session, you have (at the very least) the right to say that you’ve done something you never thought you would. And who knows, you might get lucky. After every speed dating event, the organizers collect contact numbers and then you inform them which of the girls you wish to see again. Then they handle the uncomfortable business of calling them up to ask if they’d be open to the idea. No humiliating phone calls. No uncomfortable silences. Now isn’t that worth signing up at least once?
Source: LadyMagnet.com Blog
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