By the end of the night, I had met about 16 different men, and I can tell you that the look of disappointment that flashed on their faces upon seeing me never got old.
I tried my best to be my most "top" self (like trying to polish a turd, as they say).
I had no desire to impress or pretend to be interested in anything that wasn't sleep -- or pizza, or a burrito, or both at the same time -- which is a shame, because this gentleman was like a surprisingly nice dessert section in a really bad buffet.
I could still tell he had a great personality to match his Prince Eric looks.
Speed Dating Long Island takes place in Nassau and Suffolk.
Speed Dating New York events take place at Mustang Harrys, Seven and Legends.
The human race must have really pissed off a love god from some pantheon to be punished with the literal hell that is OKStupid.
Although I have no plans to meet with any of the men from my speed-dating event, I'm glad I went.
Final Words Speed dating, even the kind tailored toward your preferred sexual role, is a great alternative to the more obvious option: online dating.One gentleman, for example, interrupted me halfway throughout our introductions and asked with a smile, "Are you a Greek god? I gave him the ol' side eye and sipped out of my beer suspiciously. "I would love to take you back to my apartment to photograph you." Flattered, and with a bit of beer foam dribbling out of my mouth, I politely declined." Convinced I had misheard him, I asked him to repeat that. I know how that scenario usually ends: a rain coat, an axe and "Hip to Be Square" by Huey Lewis and the News blasting from a stereo.I might have had better luck convincing them I was a a very lost and confused lesbian. I was bottoming out after talking to guy after guy for .My voice was so hoarse that it was one broken leg away from a glue factory, and my personality had a heavy case of whiskey d**k.The event, which was held in the confines of a cavernous bar downtown, had a surprisingly large turnout. " I looked at my name tag, which was peeling off already, as if it knew that the "T" written on it was all some horrible lie. That, and never buy knives from that dude from high school.