The library ladies clearly had fun with this. They had a plethora of rules, some complicated moving around, live piano music and a reward of wine post-fast dates. They even had us bring a favourite book to break the ice. Luckily the amount I talk is directly proportionate to my level of awkwardness – besides, talking about books is natural for me. Before the official boy-girl chats began the genders had arranged themselves in exclusive circles, perhaps saving up the best conversational bits for the 4 big minutes. With the piano playing for the “dates” and stopping to signal a change – a sort of hot potato mixer.
The ratio wasn’t great to start – almost double the ladies as the mens but they made it work. I turned on the incredibly awkward charm that apparently works with nerdy boys and landed myself 5 numbers (or 85% of the possible numbers available). Not a bad haul. At least good for the self-esteem. No mega love connections but we’ll see. Perhaps I have found a new hobby – speed dating in random venues.