My speed dating experience
Before I turned 30, I wanted to give speed dating a try.
Movies like Hitch to 40 Year Old Virgin, which featured speed dating scenes, left me curious.
The young man is a future physician (a surgeon rather), who shared similar interests with me on travel and trying different foods. A little exhausting but fun, depending on how you look at it. So it was interesting to “date” for six-minutes each man of the following descents: Lithuanian, Persian, Scandinavian, Mexican, Albanian, and undisclosed! I wonder if the experience would have been received differently if there were other backgrounds and cultures.
Now I kind of know what it’s like to have dated outside of my race, there’s a first for everything. One man was a poet, who had been on five speed dates already.
Outside of race, the men had different personalities and lifestyles. Others came from other cities outside Chicago but were trying to find fun, social things to do in the city; it was a relief to not be the only rookie there. This one guy comes up to me, and as I turn in my seat to look at him, he has this “oh crap, she’s black” look on his face and that was enough for me right there.
It was not a horrible date, but it was noted that we were not feeling each other’s space.
His body language was defensive and not welcoming, we didn’t share too many interests, and we had several gaps of silence between us…the longest…six minutes…ever.