blind date ~ish*e*

Last night, there was this charity event thing on campus. The idea was mostly to raise money towards AIDS initiatives in Baltimore, but also partly to break the Guinness World Record for most simultaneous blind dates. You pay $10, get set up with someone else, and get to see some live entertainment, and eat food.

So basically it could have been set up better. The way it was done was everybody was given a number, and then you were supposed to match up with the person who had the same number as you. My [first] number was 4. I saw the person who shared my number pass by me a few times. But he was with his friends, and the event hadn’t technically started yet, so I didn’t make any attempt to talk to him. Then, when the event had started, suddenly I could no longer find him. I walked around with another guy (#27, at the time I didn’t know his name, lol) and we tried to help each other find our “dates.”

Eventually I ran into the friends of the person who’d had the same number as me, and I was informed that he had to leave early. Lovely. So I went to get another number.. 73 now. I swear… I saw every number in the 70’s *except* for 73.

Then I ran back into 27. “Any luck?” he asked me. I told him the story of getting a new number. He apparently hadn’t been able to locate his “date” either. “You know what?” he said, tearing off his number sign, “Forget the numbers. I’m Manny.” I smiled, “Jen. Nice to meet you.” We made our way over to sit down, and talked for awhile. The music was loud, so it required that in order to hear each other, we lean our heads very close to each other.

Then the event coordinaters wanted to get a picture of all the people that showed up (even though 3/4 of them were gone by that point) and so we got dragged to the dance floor. What the heck, I thought, may as well dance. I started to dance, and he began to dance with me. Wow. He can actually dance! lol. A few songs later, he had to go, “But first,” he handed me a pen and a piece of paper, “can I get your number?”

“Of course,” I grinned. So the evening wasn’t a total loss.

rebel: you’re swooning 😛
rebel: you’re aware of that, right?
me: yes totally
me: i like swooning
me: its a good feeling

*edit:*
for those who were wondering, no we didn’t break the world record. We would have had to get almost 500 people there just to tie the record… i think maybe 150 people showed. So now I have a t-shirt that says “I’m going to break a world record and all i had to do was go on a blind date” but we didn’t break the record, so it makes it anticlimactic.
But… a cute boy is in possession of my phone number. Now begins the waiting game…

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