Why Speed Dating and Hipsters Don’t Mix
I know what you’re thinking. “Who cares about how you make a living, woman! I want more horror stories from the dating world.”
How about Eye Gazing Parties?
More on that in a second. Bear with me. I’m pretty excited right now. I secured a fantastic location for good old fashioned spring speed dating. In May, we’ll be taking over the gorgeous outdoor patio area of 60 West Bistro for Second Monday Speed Dating. Yes, I am a big fan of alliteration. I also like Palmyran Rebels Progressive Dining. It has a nice ring to it.
Anyway, my goal as a speed dating host is to help people avoid the kind of first dates you read about in my blog. You get five minutes to make a good first impression. That’s it. No staring at your watch over coffee. No slipping to the bathroom to frantically text a friend she needs to show up and rescue you from this crazy date. Heck, if you really don’t like the other person, you don’t even have to say so to their face - you’ll have a confidential form where you can check yes, no, or maybe and personal information will only be exchanged if you both like one another.
Ah, but old fashioned, “let’s learn what we we have in common” speed dating is apparently so 2008! In the coastal hipster communities of New York and San Francisco singles can attend Eye Gazing Parties. That’s right. Three minutes of silently staring into a strangers eyes.
NO TALKING! You might learn something about the person you’re gazing at!
I’m going to make a bold and controversial statement here: staring into people’s eyes is creepy. Yes, I said it! The only time total strangers stare intently into my eyes mentally ill homeless people are involved. As adults, we’ve learned how to deflect that kind of attention for fear of muggings, unwanted marriage proposals, and lice. A guy who attended one of these parties freely admits it makes everyone involved uncomfortable. Sure, it’s an interesting social experiment, but so is painting a life sized Chutes and Ladders board on the side of a hill with slip n’ slides and flat ladders. (Spring is coming, folks. If you’re not a member of the Go Go Guerrilla Army, you’re missing out.) Which would you rather try?
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