What to talk about when speed dating

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“Well, that’s a first,” he responds (for the record, I stand by this choice — it’s a quality film about familial loyalty and I refused to be convinced otherwise).

By Date Six, I’m most of the way through my house wine and have almost no voice left.

I am a sophisticated Single Professional, and I intend to get my money’s worth.

I show up to the Muses 35 karaoke bar in Midtown Manhattan on a Friday night, dressed in a gray sweater tucked into a dark skirt with riding boots.

What really throws me is that initial question about my hobbies and my surprisingly pathetic response. This is also the point I remember this is a karaoke bar, as a girl 20 feet away starts screeching “I Will Always Love You” at a fever pitch so loud I can’t hear Date Two tell me about his hobbies. Date Three is from Ukraine, but he’s lived in the States since he was 4 years old.

We chat for a few minutes about how he’s lived in the city for over a decade, so he knows it pretty well. We pause for a moment and look at each other as we let the song play out. I decide this is the perfect opportunity to tell him about my recent trip to Budapest, which I know isn’t really all that close to Ukraine, but of course, I’d love to visit Ukraine one day if I ever have the chance because it seems like a beautiful country and of course, I loved every moment of my time in Eastern Europe this summer. This is the moment I realize I’m going to be talking to myself for the entirety of the next five minutes.

At this point I’ve really embraced the “I love to eat” persona, and Date Six and I are thrilled to discover that we both enjoy Puerto Rican food.

wouldn’t even date me, I had nothing interesting to say! “So what you really learned is that you’re boring as hell,” Hannah responds. Selling yourself as a potential partner is a lot different than selling yourself as an employee, and I’ve approached my dating life like a job interview when it has to be a lot more organic than that.

The first people I meet are two women who showed up together.

They’re adorable and good-natured about the whole thing, which makes me feel better immediately. A few minutes after 7 p.m., Girl in Charge rings a bell, signaling the first date to begin.

He asks me if I’m into comedy, at which point we both quote John Mulaney’s famous sketch about getting lost in New York: go to more comedy shows and there are so many in the city and really it’s quite cheap if you know where to look.

I’m talking a lot, but truthfully I’m quite ready to be done with this and retreat back to my phone screen, where I can swipe away in silence without having to invent lame hobbies for myself. Exhausted, I start venting to my roommate the moment I walk through the door.

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