Speed Dating Adventures

My housemate Charlotte and I have a London bucket list.

Things we have been slowly been trying to tick off for a while now, and one of those things is speed dating.  So I got a message from Charlotte while I was back home about a speed dating event that looked interesting.  So with the promise that no word would be said to the winter boyfriend, I agreed to go for a bit of fun.

What I didn't expect was the next day to end with matches, memory loss, a message from a guy telling me I was his highlight of the night and told me to get in contact with him and a killer hangover.

Lets rewind a bit.

We were told to arrive early as we could miss out if we were running late, so Charlotte and I figured to go early, find the place and have some drinks as neither of us wanted to take this too seriously.

Walking into the bar, we quickly discovered that we were the only females there and with a weary eye on the door, we just kept seeing more and more men walk through.  So we decided the only way to deal with this is to make sure we keep the alcohol flowing.  So 2 large wines down in roughly 30 minutes, we were feeling much better about the situation.

We were called downstairs to where the event was taking place, found a place to sit and decided to just chill at the tables instead of standing with the sausage fest that was surrounding the bar.  What we both didn't expect was for the guys to come over and talk to us.  As the wine switched to cocktails, the event was kicked off.

14 guys, 4 minutes each.

Now 4 minutes is a short amount of time when you are having a great conversation with somebody, or a very long time when you have nothing to say to somebody ( I had a couple of those, one in which resulted in getting the guy to write my name in Japanese on my arm as it gave us something to talk about)

I don't know if the guys were attracted to our winning personalities or the fact that we were the only females that weren't really taking it seriously but after the "dates" had finished we were surrounded by guys wanting to talk to us.  They remembered everything we talked about and all I could think was I wish they hadn't removed their name tags because I had no idea who these people were (to say I was drunk at that point would be an understatement.)

While I started dancing with people in the empty cocktail bar, Charlotte decided to start making out with a guy she just kept telling me looks like Jim from the Office (US).

At some point in the night, we figured we better leave as Charlotte had work in the morning.  A guy decided he wanted to walk us to the tube station, but that just ended with me insisting that we dance on the sidewalk, and soon after, we lost him (sorry kind stranger and because I didn't say yes to you.. I shall never know your name.)

Quickly deciding that the tube was out of the question as Charlotte was throwing up, we got an Uber home leaving us to feel extremely sorry for ourselves in the morning.

The next day we got an email saying we had our results.  Kinda awkward that I matched with people that I don't remember talking to.  However I must of made an great first impression to people, especially one guy who said I was the highlight of his night and I was so genuine and wants to meet up again.

If I have learnt anything from this experience, when they tell you to not get drunk - best to listen!

Would I do it again?  Hell yes.. Stay tuned for the next awkward speed dating adventure!

Aussie Out

xo