my blind date
Dec. 2nd, 2005 03:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
guslTonight I had a blind date at Cafe-Restaurant Helden (too expensive, too busy for my taste; fortunately we didn't even come close to our 75 EUR credit)
In the beginning, I blew out 3 candles with my laugh-like snickers, and spilled water all over the table once.
My date, Lonneke, being a journalism student (previously studied geology), asked if she could record the conversation, and I said ok as long as I got a copy in MP3. She was attractive and had good eye contact. She also seemed rather fashionable (but in a good way), in a Dutch style (she reminded me of Lieke, in more than one way). I, OTOH, reminded her of Silent Bob.
She was also politically incorrect, not afraid to say what was on her mind, and somewhat daring with her questions.
We started talking about the match-making process, what we wrote in our profiles, etc. In fact, our conversation was so open that she basically said she wasn't attracted to me, that she prefers taller guys (we were about the same height), and we agreed that our matchmaker's claim ("nog nooit gefaald in matchen") was bullshit. I wasn't very surprised about this, given her signals. I told her about Fast Dating, and she said she would like to try it sometime.
I also told her what I hate about Brazil (conservatism, inequality, social niceness) and what I like about Holland (honesty, respect, tolerance). I told her that I picked my brother's name, Rafael. This got us talking about the TM Ninja Turtles. She complained repeatedly about the restaurant not giving salad, and declared her hatred for people who are conformist, inactive, who have no initiative.
She came across as a smart person, but she spoke about too many things at the same time, changing subject too quickly. I also thought that she spoke too fast: my Dutch just wasn't good enough to keep up with her. In fact, my Dutch was less fluent than usual, and I can probably blame my recent sleep debt. She thought I spoke softly (probably because I wasn't very excited), and that this was probably the reason our matchmaker said I was shy (!!).
Our conversation was went all over the place:
* Brazil (she knew that Recife was on the coast), Pennsylvania
* Alto Cafe' & my childish taste in music: happy folk music, draaiorgels, etc (her taste is "everything")
* country capitals (we both know lots of them: I realized that I've forgotten a lot)
* Ninja Turtles (we agreed that Donatello was the coolest)
* my dating life & probability theory (she took notes on this!) & speed dating
* her goal in life is to have a positive first derivative and a null second derivative
* rolling hills and Google Earth
...but we didn't really connect at all, and got a bit bored. I think it would have gone better if we had spoken English.
She seems like a real go-getter personality, like someone who lives life intensely. I might like to be friends with her, but I don't know if we have enough in common.
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I took an unusual path coming home, and I saw how beautiful my neighbourhood really is. There's a lot of nice architecture and canal-views that I don't normally see on my way to places.
In the beginning, I blew out 3 candles with my laugh-like snickers, and spilled water all over the table once.
My date, Lonneke, being a journalism student (previously studied geology), asked if she could record the conversation, and I said ok as long as I got a copy in MP3. She was attractive and had good eye contact. She also seemed rather fashionable (but in a good way), in a Dutch style (she reminded me of Lieke, in more than one way). I, OTOH, reminded her of Silent Bob.
She was also politically incorrect, not afraid to say what was on her mind, and somewhat daring with her questions.
We started talking about the match-making process, what we wrote in our profiles, etc. In fact, our conversation was so open that she basically said she wasn't attracted to me, that she prefers taller guys (we were about the same height), and we agreed that our matchmaker's claim ("nog nooit gefaald in matchen") was bullshit. I wasn't very surprised about this, given her signals. I told her about Fast Dating, and she said she would like to try it sometime.
I also told her what I hate about Brazil (conservatism, inequality, social niceness) and what I like about Holland (honesty, respect, tolerance). I told her that I picked my brother's name, Rafael. This got us talking about the TM Ninja Turtles. She complained repeatedly about the restaurant not giving salad, and declared her hatred for people who are conformist, inactive, who have no initiative.
She came across as a smart person, but she spoke about too many things at the same time, changing subject too quickly. I also thought that she spoke too fast: my Dutch just wasn't good enough to keep up with her. In fact, my Dutch was less fluent than usual, and I can probably blame my recent sleep debt. She thought I spoke softly (probably because I wasn't very excited), and that this was probably the reason our matchmaker said I was shy (!!).
Our conversation was went all over the place:
* Brazil (she knew that Recife was on the coast), Pennsylvania
* Alto Cafe' & my childish taste in music: happy folk music, draaiorgels, etc (her taste is "everything")
* country capitals (we both know lots of them: I realized that I've forgotten a lot)
* Ninja Turtles (we agreed that Donatello was the coolest)
* my dating life & probability theory (she took notes on this!) & speed dating
* her goal in life is to have a positive first derivative and a null second derivative
* rolling hills and Google Earth
...but we didn't really connect at all, and got a bit bored. I think it would have gone better if we had spoken English.
She seems like a real go-getter personality, like someone who lives life intensely. I might like to be friends with her, but I don't know if we have enough in common.
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I took an unusual path coming home, and I saw how beautiful my neighbourhood really is. There's a lot of nice architecture and canal-views that I don't normally see on my way to places.