set up
one of my first dates ever was a triple blind date where i spent the first half of the evening coming to terms with the fact that i'd been classified as the ugly friend, and the last half of the evening concentrating very hard on "tommy boy" and not on my friends making out with their dates. then when my date (the ugly one) scooted closer to me i stood up, said i had a 9:30 curfew and went home.
it was a bad night.
even without that memory, i still wouldn't do the blind date thing. i don't beat odds, i maintain them. and to have a blind date actually work out, you have to be someone who beats odds.
the biggest factor towards me not blind dating, is that i don't want to find out what people think of me via their concept of my perfect match. it's too big a dose of realism. i like living in my dream world where i'm more than freakishly tall and 23 years old (that's 65 in provo years). i like thinking that i'm funny, and talented, and also good with directions.
and every time i hear...
"kat! i totally want to set you up with this guy i know. he's like, 35... what do you think?"
or
"do you work here every night? because there's a guy i'd like you to date. he's unmarried, mormon, and 6'8"... what do you think?"
...i have this nagging hunch that if i were to dig a hole in the ground and hide, life would be a lot easier.
to those of you who continue to put faith in the blind date,
i applaud you.
but in my head i'm mocking you.
and most likely to your face i'm mocking you.
(i mean really, what are you thinking is going to happen?)
it was a bad night.
even without that memory, i still wouldn't do the blind date thing. i don't beat odds, i maintain them. and to have a blind date actually work out, you have to be someone who beats odds.
the biggest factor towards me not blind dating, is that i don't want to find out what people think of me via their concept of my perfect match. it's too big a dose of realism. i like living in my dream world where i'm more than freakishly tall and 23 years old (that's 65 in provo years). i like thinking that i'm funny, and talented, and also good with directions.
and every time i hear...
"kat! i totally want to set you up with this guy i know. he's like, 35... what do you think?"
or
"do you work here every night? because there's a guy i'd like you to date. he's unmarried, mormon, and 6'8"... what do you think?"
...i have this nagging hunch that if i were to dig a hole in the ground and hide, life would be a lot easier.
to those of you who continue to put faith in the blind date,
i applaud you.
but in my head i'm mocking you.
and most likely to your face i'm mocking you.
(i mean really, what are you thinking is going to happen?)
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It might have been exciting when I was a freshman, but not so much anymore. Too much awkwardness, not enough chill.
how tall are you for god's sake?
#2 ten minutes ago, in front of shopko i bumped into a guy i randomly met three weeks ago. his response to my "i haven't seen you in a while" statement was, "ya, i've been hanging out with my new girlfriend... it's pretty serious... we're totally going to get married... i met her last wednesday on a blind date."
yep. that's pretty much the easiest way to make me flustered.
What if Ralph, the old man in the park, set you up with his nephew? That would be a great blind date.
And by bomb, I mean all freaky wierd, and uncomfortable.
But one of my ex's was a blind date.
So I still don't know where on the fence I sit >:)
Oh, and 5' 11" isn't that tall, there are just a bunch of midget guys in The most hap, hap, happiest Valley on the earth.
(Says the 6'4" dude)
1. Grandparents concerned that, at 22, it's about time you got off your butt and fulfilled your priesthood obligation.
2. Married, engaged, seriously dating, or otherwise non-single people who, enraptured in non-single bliss, consider it a divine mandate to make sure everyone else is also non-single.
3. Emma/Yente-like girls in your ward, because they just like seeing who would be cute together.
4. Best friends, because there's this girl that they reeeeeeeeeeally like, and they need a wingman, please (grrrrrrrrrr . . .).
5. Coworkers, but this hasn't happened to me, so I'm not familiar with their motives.
6. Girls who really want to date you, but don't have the guts to ask you if you have a girlfriend, let alone ask you on a date. (You don't believe me? Just ask and I'll start pointing fingers. You know who you are.)
Unless your date is actually blind...although that could be an awkward situation in and of itself, too.
Uh...yeah.