Tony's friend: That's what you want in a woman: eights across the board. Once a woman knows she is a 10 in something, she gets a big head.
Me: That's... good advice.
Tony: That is Greg's problem. He always goes for the 10s.
Me: Hey, that's not true! I'm not even that hang up on looks!
Tony: OK, let me ask you this: were you not talking to that blonde girl at the bar before?
Me: Oh yeah, she was really nice. I struck up a conversation with her and we were chatting for a while.
Tony: Were you hitting on her?
Me: Well, sort of. She is really attractive.
Tony: Yeah, that's because she was Miss [State I live in].
Me: ... Oh.
Retro stories: my brother's colleague
My posts have almost caught up with real life. I have decided on occasion to tell some stories from the distant past, or at least outside the period from October 2011 to the present, which my blog normally covers. Here’s my first try. I hope you enjoy it! I was still living back home, a year or two before finishing my undergrad degree. Ollie was my brother’s colleague in college....
How about a straight answer for a change?
I have already mentioned one of my big gripes with dating in America: the Need to Define the Relationship. This, of course, still keeps happening. Only the other night, a woman who I had been out with once, and briefly at that, told me on the phone: “I want to make this clear: I don’t want the men I date to meet my children”. Hey lady, I want to make something clear too: I...
Last Saturday, I had a first kiss standing on a baseball field. It doesn’t...– Greg
I need better wingmen, Part II
A couple nights after the infamous cat story, Barney and I went out again. We ended up in an almost empty bar, and chatted for a while over a beer. Next to me was sitting a girl who was reading a book, so at some point I turned to her and asked her what she was reading with such dedication. She laughed and we started talking, and soon she was telling me all about her career, family and life...
I slept with a cat
A week after my night with Britney, a colleague, Barney, was visiting at work. We had plans to go out together, and he was very keen on going to one of the more popular singles bars in town. I had no objections, so I obliged. I had been out with Barney before a couple of times, but I had never seen him in this mode. As soon as we arrived at the bar, he immediately started scouring for girls,...
I met this girl in a bar, and she gave me her number. She lives out of town, but she said she would be in town for Sunday. I said I’d call her on Saturday, so I did. While on the phone, this exchange happened: Her: [with extreme enthusiasm] So how was your evening yesterday? Me: Actually, it was my birthday, so I had a fantastic time with friends. Her: That’s amazing! How old are you...
Close but No Cigar
I met Britney through Tony, on one of our nights out in town. Britney is the kind of girl that turns every head in a room: she is 28, tall, fit, with long blond hair and a beautiful smile. She is hot in every meaning of the word. The first night I met her, Britney took me and Adrian for a late night dinner at a 24 hour restaurant. Britney was always full of ideas like that, and unlike many women,...
I have an accent
Her: How many girls have you gotten with that accent of yours?
Me: Well, none... until now!
It was 3 months since I had last seen Anna. After our fling, we both had gotten in short-lived relationships and she had left the country for a while to visit family. Now she was back, somewhat down on her luck and recently broken up. We met for lunch one day to catch up and to try and cheer her up. We both enjoyed seeing each other, so we made plans to go to a food tasting event together. We...
Too much information
I met Sun in one of the speed dating events I attended. After the initial emails, we exchanged telephone numbers and arranged to meet on a Sunday evening at a wine bar. There is nothing extraordinary, good or bad, to report about this first date; we had a couple of glasses of wine and got to know each other a little bit. Our date was on the same day as the 2012 Academy Awards and, in talking...
I need better wingmen
Me: Hi ladies, how are you doing tonight?
Her: We are waiting for company, so...
My friend: Relax bitch, we were just being polite.
Me: ... [walks away]
You're overthinking it
I met Paige on Okcupid, and we quickly agreed to meet in person over a cup of coffee. While planning this we found out with surprise that we are neighbors; we live 3 short blocks apart. That certainly made things easier, so on a Sunday afternoon we arranged to meet in our neighborhood’s coffee shop. I arrived there early to make sure we had a table to sit at, and quickly realized this was a...
On a Saturday night, I was out in town with two friends, Tony and Adrian (from the speed dating story). I am still relatively new in town and even newer in the bar scene in these parts, but Tony is sort of a veteran around here and more than makes up for my inexperience. During our bar crawl, we ended up at this small place where two girls were sitting next to us at the bar. As Tony knew one of...
Mai was one of my speed dating contacts. She is a corporate lawyer in her early 30s, and from the very beginning she seemed to me like a no-nonsense kind of girl. On a Monday night, we went out for dinner; one of the few times that I actually suggested a proper dinner on a first date. I usually opt for a coffee or a quick drink until I get to know someone better. We went to an Italian restaurant...
Sometimes, being a foreigner makes it more difficult to meet women. Sometimes, it’s a bonus. I find that I have received the best responses on Okcupid from women that gave me an excuse to talk about my origin during my initial contact. Sometimes it’s a word, or a phrase, or a film, or a book, sometimes it’s a picture from a trip to Europe, or even to my country. Such was the case...