Talking to Strangers

Amongst the many perks of working at L:C — good music, good people, good food nearby, and inside jokes galore — is NO MORE MORNING/EVENING COMMUTE! Now that I can walk to work, I no longer have to deal with the late, overcrowded trains or the crazies that occupy them. One such crazy approached me one morning while I was waiting for the R train to Soho. He kept making eye contact, smiling, then casually looking away. After about 5 -10 minutes of this silliness, he worked up the courage to come up and talk to me.

HIM: You probably get this a lot, but…are you married?
ME: [Fighting back giggles] “Nope, definitely not married.
HIM: Well, I know this might be a little strange, but could I get your number and take you out sometime?

Though I know my answer should have been no, I said yes!! This was a huge mistake. Ladies, just do me a favor and follow this rule of thumb: Never give your number to “some dude” who asks for it on the subway!

Though my decision went against all common sense and reasoning, I thought I should go out on a limb and try something new. Carpe Diem, as they say. We set a date shortly thereafter, and I met him on a Sunday night at a (mediocre) bar in Williamsburg. The conversation was strained from the get-go. I quickly realized we didn’t have much in common … Here, some of the evening’s high points:

  • Dude had on baggy jeans.
  • When asked what he did for a living, he responded “Look at me, do I look like a guy with a plan?” He was 32 years old.
  • He asked me to “go dutch” on the bill.

I was itching to get out of there to say the least. My excuse to bounce? “I reaallyy need to get to the grocery store before they close…”

A date this was not. In fact, it turned out to be more of a don’t. So do yourself a solid and don’t subject yourself to this kind of torture. If a guy is looking to meet ladies on the subway platform, it’s probably because he hasn’t had much luck anywhere else.

Until next time, happy dating!
—Shadi

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