The Single Life…
Being a single guy in the Twin Cities can be pretty tough. I can back this up by saying there has been a huge amount of Singles Parties happening all over the Twin Cities. Last week I was unlucky enough to be a part of one.
It was held down at the International Market Square. If you have never been, it is an interesting building. It houses everything from small restaurants to small business offices. The main part of it is a huge banquet hall. I arrived a little later in the evening. It was much more full than I anticipated it to be. I also felt very young. Everyone there was older than me by at least ten years if not more. There were a few scattered people that were around my age, but not enough to make it worth my time. I got free show of Hynotiq and walked around. I put a Polaroid of myself up on a wall were people could put there email and phone number underneath so you could contact them if you so desired. There was many a bar around that would only take cash, of which I had none. First strike…
Every time you made eye contact with someone they would look you up and down to see if you were worth talking to. I really never gave anyone that chance because it was kind of scummy to do that to a person. It was more of a meat market than anything I have ever been a part of. I know this was a place to meet people, but come on!! Just talk to me first and see what happens from there. Second strike…
The event was supposed to go until one in the morning. I had arrived at ten. Most of the free things like food and the wine tasting were all gone. That left a two minute massage upstairs. I was lucky enough to have a security guard walk by when my massage was going on. This stretched it out to more like four or five minutes. This was only a little better seeing as my masseur was barely putting any pressure at all on my tired muscles. Strike three…
I left and decided to spend my time at a cool bar downtown called Bar Fly. I have to say that the time spent at this regular bar where the cover was only five dollars instead of twenty was far more enjoyable for me. Needless to say I didn’t get a date out of the night and I am still single. *Sigh* Dating sucks…
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I know I’ve said this before, but um… maybe you didn’t enjoy the singles thing because you… um… went with your X-girlfriend!?!?
I’ve heard that dating is hard for guys in the Twin Cities, because the women are cliquish and cold. I can’t speak to the veracity of this claim, since I’m usually the one striking up conversations.
I haven’t had trouble finding guys to date, but mostly I meet them through friends or through a volunteer organization I work with.
Have you thought about speed dating? I’ve a friend who said she enjoyed the experience, even though it only yielded a few dates with a couple guys.
No, Grid, everything he said was quite true. It was worse then any other meat market I’ve been too. Tropix looked good. I felt more comfortable picking up a guy at Bar Fly then I ever would have there.
I’d like to talk to singles about how tough it is to meet folks in town (mpls/st. paul) for a magazine article I’m writing. If you’re up for a chat, email me at PamelaHillNettleton@mn.rr.com.