Speed dating what is it
There's some new research on speed dating, coming from researchers in Germany (Asendorpf, Penke, and Back, in press).They set up a speed-dating event and invited a total of 382 people (190 men and 192 women) who were aged 18-54 to participate.There's no doubt about it: speed dating is here to stay.
We’d both been single for nearly two years, so on a wintry evening, we put our game faces on and got ready for date night. LORA: I arrive at Charlene’s apartment 15 minutes late, dressed in a black top, dark skinny jeans and knee-high boots. First impressions: Every single woman is wearing a version of Lora’s outfit, we have to pay for our drinks, all the men are sporting tacky dress shoes, and wait — did I hear that dark-haired girl in front of us just say her name is Charlene? He shares his age, 31; I tease him for having a baby face. We left the bar feeling more confident about our conversation skills.
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I’d been relying on my computer as my matchmaker for four years. CHARLENE: Date #13, a teacher with a Ph D in physics, joins my table with so much energy and excitement, it takes me by surprise. I start to wonder if this is his schtick with everyone.
The thought of meeting 25 strange men for the very first time face to face (rather than through carefully chosen profile photos) was nerve-wracking, to say the least. LORA: Date #2, a cute guy, begins by introducing himself as an engineer. I congratulate him and his face drops as he explains that he meant he’s going to be unemployed. I try to match his enthusiasm by asking him three questions (name, age, occupation) in a row. (My suspicion is confirmed when I see him picking up a random woman at the bar later — during the break.) p.m. LORA: The first cool guy of the evening, #15, a record producer, takes a seat across from me in a button-down and jeans, a welcome change from the parade of suits. CHARLENE: A drunken #41 joins my table and, before I can say hello, immediately shares his name, age and job — along with his hobbies, likes and dislikes.