Blind Dates Are the Last Thing You Want to Be Involved In - Matchmakers Are Far Better!

Well what can I say about my first blind date? Unfortunately, probably too much... It was one of the most unpleasant experiences of my life. My longtime friend and sometimes roommate, Brent, claimed that he had the perfect girl for me. He knew I had been looking for a while and wasn't having any success with the usual dating arenas so he thought he would hook me up with his step-mother's daughter.

Which in and of itself was a little weird. I thought maybe he had always wanted to be brothers or something. Anyway, I should have known better when I asked him if she was pretty and he hesitated with a long,"......uh yeeeah she's cute". But I was desperate and tired of going to bed alone to my Incredible Hulk sheets and a copy of JUGGZ Magazine...so against my better judgment I agreed to meet the potential she-beast. So I shaved, I showered, I even went out and got new sheets (plain gray...I had to fight the urge to get the new X-Men set...dang man-boy-nerd complex!). So after a couple days of preparation and several hours of anticipation I was set to meet my "date". She was to be wearing a red boa and we were to meet a the Lucky Pot Chinese Buffet, the place of her choosing...another bad sign. When I arrived I walked through the doors, past the "Seat Yourself Sign" and began to look for the red boa.

As my eyes meandered into the farthest, darkest corner of the roach inhabited establishment I spotted the boa. Like a long, matted, cantankerous caterpillar it wound around her larger than average neck. At that point it became apparent that she had gotten there much earlier than our negotiated time as she had countless plates of all sizes stacked upon one another, surrounding her like pillars around some grotesque statue of a bloated South American demi-god. The scene was far too much for me, my head started to spin and before we had even gotten to the introductions I vomited on my best shirt. I quickly apologized to the restaurant staff and ran out of the Lucky Pot Chinese Buffet like an old coyote with his tail between his legs, never to return again. It was one the most bizarre and terrifying situations I have ever encountered. From now on I think I'll stick with a qualified matchmaker. Even my longtime friend, sometimes roommate has found the girl of his dreams through a matchmaking service. If they can find someone for his sweaty trekkie behind, surely they can find someone for me.

Allen Tane is an experienced writer on the professional singles market and dating industry. He has been writing for quite a while and has had countless articles published. Some of Allen's most favorite topics to write on include single professionals over 30, mature professional singles, relationships, and matchmaking. Allen's articles are well written and memorable. They are especially great for anyone looking to start dating and still keep up with their daily activities.