There were other girls who also seemed really nervous, and/or were spending a lot of time getting ready to meet some dudes by applying makeup, fixing their hair, and spritzing themselves with body spray.(Yes, BODY SPRAY.) However, it became pretty clear that about half of the girls who signed up had just done it for shits and giggles, and one, it seemed, had been put up to it by her employers, Necromimi; right before we went into the room, one of her coworkers magically appeared, offering us those cat ear headsets to wear during the speed dating round if we wanted them.The music of Praetorius, Schütz, Schein, and Scheidt is performed, along with festive dances and canzonas.With lute, organ, viol consort Arcadia Viols, and vocal ensemble Cathedra I’m not sure why we were ever worried about showing up early to register me, because when we arrived, there were about six thousand dudes waiting around and only about five girls.Nor am I one of those stressed out kinds of single people, who appear to view finding “the one” in a similar way to defusing a bomb. So when we went to Comic-Con (full report on that HERE) and Stephanie said, “You are going to do this Sci-Fi Speed Dating thing,” I was like, “Okay.” I have never done speed dating or Internet dating or blind dating before, so I thought it would be cool to give my dating life a weird edge for once.
Anyway, as a result of all these borderline unethical shenanigans, I was starting to struggle slightly less with my own reasons for being there. Finally we (the girls) were called into the room before anyone else so that we could get a solid “STRANGER DANGER” speech from the speed dating organizers.
We were told to take our seats, and very fortunately the girls would remain seated for the duration of the speed dating process.
(I would’ve effed that up really quickly had I been made to follow the semi-complex migration pattern.)The main organizer launched into some sort of intro speech, and while he was rambling about dating, the guy sitting across from me proceeded to mock the entire thing; he rolled his eyes and flexed his weird eyebrows and pretended to strangle the air, and it was awkward.
Not like, HEAVILY so, but I can be a pretty nervous, socially-awkward person, and the fact that I was a hundred percent calm going into this situation is a reflection of how confident I was feeling.
Before you go all troll-tastic on me for saying that, I have it on good authority that the guys were having their own locker room chatter before things got started, boasting about how many phone numbers they were about to get (or worse), SO I think it’s safe to say we were (mostly) all a little guilty.