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BadLuck7892
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So I came out of my shell and went to a speed dating event. I just got home.
The event went well...until it didn't.
The good: The event was set up so that the broads had to give all of us a 5 minute mini date. As a result, I got to speak to more broads than I would have if I attempted to pick up broads in a non-structured environment.
Then here's when it started to go poorly: In the final 10 minutes, the event switched to an open floor environment (where anyone could mingle with anyone of their choosing).
At the very beginning of the open floor environment, I managed to catch a broad I thought it went well with...yet the broad declined on exchanging contact information.
The only other broad who was available to talk to at that point was the obese chick I had my first mini date with. I went over to her, asked if she liked the event, etc (but never asked for her digits). I wasn't super into the obese chick (so it's not like I was dying to get her digits...and I wasn't going to ask). But I thought she might offer on her own. No such luck.
There were a few other broads I probably could have gotten digits from...but they were already being swarmed by other men.
Am I glad I went? Yeah. But at the same time, the ending of the event reminded me of why I don't even really try.
Facing the unfortunate truth that I was the low man on the food chain once again, I left before the final 10 minutes were up. I exited onto the patio (slamming the door on my way out). I then slammed the patio gate when I left the patio.
The event went well...until it didn't.
The good: The event was set up so that the broads had to give all of us a 5 minute mini date. As a result, I got to speak to more broads than I would have if I attempted to pick up broads in a non-structured environment.
Then here's when it started to go poorly: In the final 10 minutes, the event switched to an open floor environment (where anyone could mingle with anyone of their choosing).
At the very beginning of the open floor environment, I managed to catch a broad I thought it went well with...yet the broad declined on exchanging contact information.
The only other broad who was available to talk to at that point was the obese chick I had my first mini date with. I went over to her, asked if she liked the event, etc (but never asked for her digits). I wasn't super into the obese chick (so it's not like I was dying to get her digits...and I wasn't going to ask). But I thought she might offer on her own. No such luck.
There were a few other broads I probably could have gotten digits from...but they were already being swarmed by other men.
Am I glad I went? Yeah. But at the same time, the ending of the event reminded me of why I don't even really try.
Facing the unfortunate truth that I was the low man on the food chain once again, I left before the final 10 minutes were up. I exited onto the patio (slamming the door on my way out). I then slammed the patio gate when I left the patio.
