The “Blind” Blind Date

Being set up on a blind date is, let’s face it, a potential minefield.  Not only does it present challenges between the two parties on the date, but it can also be very telling about the perception your friends have of you and the type of person you should go out with.

This blind date was no different; in fact it left Shane quite perplexed as to his friend Mike’s intentions in arranging this setup.

When Sarah arrived at the restaurant, she was wearing a tight, red miniskirt that barely covered her underwear and a top that left little to the imagination. A tad too provocative for Shane’s tastes, but he wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt since Mike had bothered to set them up.

“So, what can I get you to drink?” He asked at the table as the waiter began to approach. “A glass of wine?”

“A double shot of Jameson,” she dismissively said to the waiter. “I need to relax after work,” she said to Shane with a flirtatious wink as she not-so-subtly eyeballed him up and down. He was trying to be polite and not stare too much at, well, you know.

When their drinks arrived, she threw back the double shot with a speed that, as he later learned, she had learned at numerous sorority parties in college. As Shane was reviewing the menu before deciding to order the chicken, Sarah said to the waiter, “Bring me another in ten minutes.”

She was throwing drinks back like the lady in this blind date from hell:

Shane could sense where this was going!  He did a quick mental check of the amount of money in his wallet – did he need to stop at an ATM?

“So, you’re 28, right?” Shane asked while their food was cooking. “Do you plan to stay and raise a family here in New York City soon?” It was a deliberately posed marriage-oriented question.  Mike knew of Shane’s goals to find a long term partner and that he pictures each date from the beginning as a potential wife and mother.  Mike must have seen something in Sarah as wife potential for Shane to have set them up.

“I don’t know,” she said with a laugh as she gulped her second double of Jameson. “I just want to have fun right now. You’re only 30 – why do you care about anything like that?” Shane gulped. This was clearly not going to work out – what had Mike been thinking?  But he couldn’t end the date there.  He would have to see it through at least until the end of the main course.

After their meals were delivered to the table, Shane concentrated on finishing his chicken.  Meanwhile, under the table, he felt her foot rubbing against his leg. Shocked, he jumped, hit the table, and knocked his glass of Riesling over. She laughed – but when he withdrew his leg, she gave a flirty pout.

He thought she had gotten the picture.  But then, as they almost finished our meals, she “popped the question”: “Do you want to have sex after dinner?” Whoa.

After stopping himself from spitting out the wine he had been drinking, he gave it fleeting consideration.  Yes, he’s a guy, and he has the same desires as any guy.  But he knew that it was not what he would (or should) do and that he was looking for the type of girl who would not have sex on the first date.

So, when they were finished, he paid the bill and walked her to a taxi. He never called her.

A few days later, Shane met Mike and a few friends for a beer after work. “WHY would you set me up with a girl like that?” he asked Mike. Mike and the others – who had been seemingly in on some type of joke – broke out in laughter.

“Dude,” Mike replied, “You haven’t gotten laid in so long. I showed your picture to my easy coworker, and she thought you were hot! I just wanted to help!”