Lola is still in the city
After my geekery, I wanted to update you guys on the chic status on request from Another Time, Another Place commenting on my Lola in the City post from last year.
The status is this….Lola is still in the city! No surprises there then! So things have moved on since that post, I have done a lot more dating, but only thanks to the power of the friend introduction. It’s not a foolproof strategy, but as I always say half the issue with today’s dating scene is the inability to actually meet enough people on a regular basis to say you are actively on the scene.
Since last August, I’ve been introduced to 3 guys by friends. I have no announcements to make (!), but it’s a testament to the fact that I have not met any other guys any other way. I’ve not been chatted up, I’ve not had an incidental meeting at a train station or while travelling….nothing nada! Were it not for my girls I it would have been a pretty miserable period of time!
Take a case in point. On Friday I went to a Brazilian bar in London with an old workmate. We hadn’t caught up in a while and fancied eating, drinking and dancing the night away. Usually the bar has a live band and everyone gets up and pretends they can do the samba (I managed to improve my pretending technique when I was in Brazil last year!). While we were eating, we spotted two guys. Nicely dressed, probably came from work as we did, both very cute, possibly a bit younger than us but good for a gentle evening flirt and they ‘hung’ around our table for a while.
So we did the obvious we’re not looking thing whilst getting an eyeful, they walked by unnecessarily about 10 times. Then we wandered over to the other side of the bar when we’d finished eating, they continued to wonder on past us unnecessarily and finally, one of the guys (the one I had my eye on), came by, stopped, looked at his phone and walked away again. And that ladies and gentlemen was it!
Now I’m sorry, I’m not into chatting up guys, I’ve tried but my spirit doesn’t like it, I’m a traditionalist. What disappoints is that after all that to-ing and fro-ing and eye contact and body language, these guys just wouldn’t talk to us. I certainly got the impression they were interested enough to have a simple conversation no?!
And no, we didn’t intimidate the hell out of them by staring them down, being loud and lary or disorderly while drunk. We were demure, sober and very classy (if I say so myself!).
So what is the deal people? Men are emasculated in so many ways these days, do you guys really want us to take over the first contact too? And exactly how are people meeting people these days?
Answers on postcards and comments please!
P.S. Currently there is a guy, it’s still new partly because it’s still new but also because he and I both have work schedules from hell so the status on that I don’t quite know!