{"id":1208,"date":"2004-05-11T06:21:00","date_gmt":"2004-05-11T06:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/2004\/05\/11\/when-friends-set-you-up\/"},"modified":"2004-05-11T06:21:00","modified_gmt":"2004-05-11T06:21:00","slug":"when-friends-set-you-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/2004\/05\/11\/when-friends-set-you-up\/","title":{"rendered":"When friends set you up&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So a coworker set me up for a blind date with a friend of hers. She organized a 5-a-7 which turned out to be her, I and 4 other girls &#8211; two of which have apparently been well briefed out about me. More on this later.<\/p>\n<p>So, as often the case in these things, I was more interested in the friend of the friend,  meaning the second of the two girls and not the one my coworker was originally pimping. Was a fun night. Met up at a little pub&#038;grill, had a few drinks and talked a lot. A lot of it was about their work &#8211; they all work for or with the Liberal Party of Canada, so they had a lot of office gossip. I kinda could have done without that, and the girl sitting besides me &#8211; who incidentally was the girl that caught my eye &#8211; came to my rescue and we spoke about music and books (always fun topics for me, and she&apos;s a concert violinist who&apos;s studying to be a music teacher)<\/p>\n<p>The party lasted &apos;till about 9:30, at which time everybody split up and headed on their merry way. I walked with the girl from Bleury\/St-Cath back to my office (to pick up my laptop) and then I took the bus with her to CDN. She lives around UofM, so she&apos;s close by.  <\/p>\n<p>Got home, had a doobie and zonked out in front of the TV for a while.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>My computer is making a high-pitch fast clickety-clickety sound. I am worrying about an impending HDD failure :(<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>A note about a briefing. When I was walking towards the bus with the girl, she mentioned that she&apos;d been well briefed about me: my likes for sushi, my passions for music and books, a few other sundry details and&#8230;.get this&#8230; the fact that I wear my pants high.<\/p>\n<p>WTF?? Excuse me? I&apos;m sorry, but geez, if it&apos;s important to mention it to the girl you&apos;re setting me up with, you might want to think to MENTION IT TO ME FIRST???<\/p>\n<p>I was chatting with my friend Robin about that. Her comments: &#8220;you don&apos;t criticize a person&apos;s style until you know them better and until it comes up in conversation in such a way that it won&apos;t be insulting&#8221;. Besides the fact that I&apos;ve been working with the woman for a year and a half, that is such a woman&apos;s point of view. A guy would just come up and say &#8220;dude, those pants!&#8221;. She finished her IM message with &#8220;Notice that I never mentioned it either Luv&#8221;&#8230; and I&apos;ve known Robs for close to 3 years now.<\/p>\n<p>So please, ladies and gents who might be reading this. Is there anything that would be a hindrance in my quest for female companionship? Like, I dunno, bad BO or horrid manners, in my part, that would need to be brought to my attention? (besides the &#8220;Urquel style pants&#8221; as Robin dubbed them &#8211; to which I answer that I am <b>NOT<\/b> that bad).<\/p>\n<p>From the comments I&apos;ve gotten so far from friends (a la <i>Why the fuck are you still single?<\/i>), I would have assumed that all is well &#8211; but apparently, it wasn&apos;t. So come on, now would be a good time to tell me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So a coworker set me up for a blind date with a friend of hers. She organized a 5-a-7 which turned out to be her, I and 4 other girls &#8211; two of which have apparently been well briefed out about me. More on this later. So, as often the case in these things, I&#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link-wrap\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/2004\/05\/11\/when-friends-set-you-up\/\" class=\"more-link\">Read More<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &ldquo;When friends set you up&#8230;&rdquo;<\/span> &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1208","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3u9vK-ju","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1208","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1208"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1208\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1208"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1208"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.flubu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1208"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}