University Activities Board held Speed Dating Wednesday night in the basement cafeteria of the Memorial Union, and this girl had a blast.
Then again, this girl also might have been a little hard to handle for each male passing through. Before I go any further, let me start at the top.
The event started at 7 p.m. My perfectly organized calendar alarmed me to arrive at 6 p.m. I contemplated sticking around and helping decorate but then thought, The 23-year-old desperate girl that shows up early for on-campus speed dating, that’s what I am. Being largely embarrassed by my not so fantastic planning, I decided to leave and come back at the posted time.
Each female had their own table that male students were to rotate through like the wheel from The Price is Right that somehow always flies through the 100 mark and seems to slow down on the five mark.
Students participate in Speed Dating hosted by the University Activites Board Wednesday in Cody Commons.
Courtney Riggle/Leader
Each table was decorated in miniature red napkins with cute little Valentine’s Day ducks on top facing away from each other, which seemed like a good way to express my attitude toward the entire event. I mentioned it to the girl beside me, but she was the one who set up the ducks. But as soon as I faced those ducks toward each other and had their cute, little beaks kissing, I think my attitude shifted, Let’s do this.
I thought, What’s the worst, best way to do this? Nothing other than showing each guy what they would be getting themselves into if they so decided that I was their soulmate, or even their Valentine’s Day backup for dinner, one crazy, unpredictable, cynical, accent-faking, joke-telling, female student.
The first speedy date was a fellow who wore a shirt with 20 cats on it. One cat had a cigarette in its mouth, one a golden chain around its neck, and another with some other outstanding accessory. “So you like cats, huh?” was my valid conversation starter. I hate cats, but the fellow, himself, was one cool cat that I could see myself making jokes with during class.
One of my personal favorites was a man whose name consisted of two letters. For his sake, we’ll use my initials, AC. In response to me asking what his name was, he said, “A-to-the-C.” So I made sure to address him as such every time. “So, A-to-the-C, what’s your worst fear? Go!” His response should have been, “Of girls that fake british accents and make up stories about their citizenship,” because that might have been what I did. But he and I loved talking about it and we had a good time, regardless. If I had been American, I might have actually asked for his number.
Even though I faked a few accents, hated on some cigarette-smoking, bling-wearing cats and stuck my foot in my mouth a few times, I still had a blast and I’m pretty sure the males that passed through my table did, too.
No one likes to admit they’re serious about speed dating, so why make it that way? Have some fun, be who you are (or aren’t) and find someone who likes to have fun, too. I may have not found any dates, but I sure found some friendly guys that I’ll be sure to say “Hey” to in the hallways as we both laugh about a night that was too much fun to be dumb.
And hey, maybe twenty Hallway “Heys” and an intense high-five might lead to a pretty fun date.
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