Worst speed dating stories
Later on in the evening, I said to Gerry at the bar "There are two girls over there (Yvonne and Sinead), we might as well go over and talk to them", the rest is history.Mind you, Sinéad claims herself and Yvonne came to us.I stood there stunned as they danced their friend out of the bar and it took me a minute to realise that she must have to text them asking them to save her from a terrible date. - Anonymous To infinity and beyond My most memorable dating story was meeting my now wife Sinéad at a singles' night and it was love at first sight, leading straight away to a loving second date. I used to go to speed dating events in Dublin with speeddating.ie, now known as for a few years and then stopped as nothing was happening. When I returned from Australia (my wife had just returned from the UK where she was at college) my friend Gerry suggested we go to a speed dating event one more time and I said sure, why not give it a go one more time.I choose a singles' night over two other options - a quiz night for singles and just a speed dating event - which sounded a bit different so off we went.She wasn’t going to let go of a good thing (her words, not mine).I turned up to the Church restaurant afraid I’d forget what Sinéad looked like.And I was a bit taken aback because he had never mentioned he had kids and so I asked what age she was and he said she was 8. "That’s when I got very suspicious." "You have a wife? "It’s cool it’s cool we’re not really together", he said. "Yes, but we don’t really love each other or sleep in the same bed." "Would she be upset if she knew you were here with me? He dodged that one and went to show me photos of his daughter.
Yvonne later said to Sinéad that she liked number 1 (me) but changed her mind because I was a bit too merry.He knew the bartender well and so we were chatting away ourselves and with the bartender and kissing a bit on and off.He started getting a lot more handsy as time went on and I was ok with that for a bit but then it got to be a lot so I went to the bathroom and although I’d only had two cocktails, I was quite disoriented walking.Some were brave enough to leave their names in, but some were too salacious, mortifying or personal to name.Some takeaways: no less than two stories featured people surprised at their dates small stature; New York must be the place all romantic dreams go to die; women in a loud, bubbly and seemingly harmless group are to be feared.
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I went up to the bar to order a round of drinks when suddenly, one after one, this girl's friends start coming into the bar - all had a bit of drink on them - and were dancing around her saying they were going to steal her to take her to Coppers.