Ever hear of Crazy Blind Date? I had not until recently. My friend, The Sports Freak, who I am co-editor with over at The DC Sports Page, read it in the Express. You know, that thin Washington Post-lite that can be picked up at any Metro station.
After reading the article, he had to tell me about it. Basically, with the barest of information, you go on a date. They ask you to stay for only as long as you think it's comfortable, but give it at least 20 minutes if you can. You provide your statistics, the statistics you want to see in the person you meet, and the time and neighborhood you want to met in. They even have a "double date" option, so you can go with a friend
We joked about the odd things we might see on a Crazy Blind Date. Maybe I'll wake up after them in a tub full of ice with a note that both my kidneys are gone. Or I'll be calling TSF at midnight because she stole my wallet and carjacked me. But then the joking moved to seriousness. It became a stupid guy bet, except we didn't put money on it. At this point, I offered to try it out.
Last night was my first crazy blind date. To protect the innocent, we'll call her Shirley. After the date was arranged, I put my mind in open mode. If I had a big mirror with me at work, I imagine being Senatorial Candidate Al Franken as his classic Saturday Night LIve character Stuart Smalley.
- It's only half an hour.
- I will not provide my information under any circumstances, other than my first name, which she would already know.
- I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, people like me.
Better, yet, I decided to shoot TSF a quick e-mail. "I'm headed to Atomic Billiards for a CBD. If you don't hear from me by 10 PM, call the cops." All for the humor, of course.
When I finally did arrive at Atomic Billiards, I was early. Grabbed myself a beer from the bartender Rich and waited. At about 6:30, our scheduled time, Shirley arrived. We had great conversation for an hour. I'm not going to spill all the secrets, so this will be all I discuss. I was not disappointed in Shirley. I was disappointed that I didn't have a CRAZY Crazy Blind Date to report on.
It was a good time in all. Would I try Crazy Blind Date again? I think so, because I really want that great odd story. Or maybe I'll end up meeting Ms. Right.
I think, in general, low expectations are the key to life.
That's what my friend said. If I go in not trying to find love at first sight, I'll come out better for it.
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