So, there comes a point when you look at your phone contacts and the address book no longer holds names, it holds the establishments of just where in the world exactly it is that you’ve met this Prince Charming of the moment. That girls, is when you delete like half of your little black book concealed cleverly on your blackberry and opt to start fresh, say, with a night out on Sunset with your faves. This excursion is always nothing short of entertaining, and considering the characters one is likely to encounter on the strip, it’s always a trick, and a treat. So after hiking from one end to the other, which is nothing short of miraculous in heels, might I add, four fabulous girls find themselves at Saddle Ranch. I apparently did not get the memo that since I had last been they’ve revamped the classy establishment into frat pack headquarters. So since these dudes are a dime a dozen, it’s safe to say anything goes. Anything includes this darling opening line I came up with: “So, you look like my ex’s little brother – do you have a brother?” Surprisingly, or considering where I was – perhaps not so – this charming little conversation sparker ignited an entire conversation of witty banter I couldn’t see coming if it was graffiti’d in front of my face. So, aside from the predictable exchange of info on the blackberry, it was nothing short of an entertaining night. Plus, a girl always needs to find new recruits before it’s been so long she needs to Wikipedia her way through a kiss, starting with GPS instructions to his lips. Happy hunting.
Trying to figure out quickly if your date is a potential keeper? With some keen observation, A LOT of information is revealed during that first (or possibly last meal).
-Does your date take their time reviewing the menu and processing, or are they quick to order?
-Does your date treat the server with kindness; address the server by their name? *In my book this is huge and, at times, a sign of how they treat people in general.
-Does your date offer to share whatever they ordered?
-Does your date use their cell/BlackBerry during the meal – a total turn off?
-Upon receipt of the check, does your date (whomever asked for the date) take the check and move it to their side rather than the check hang uncomfortably in the middle?
-Does your date offer to assist with the check?
-Does your date offer you the seat with the atmospheric view?
These are just a few things, but much can be revealed about your date within the hour of that first meal.
There I was, intently listening to the conversation and…he whipped it out. Not that. His Blackberry of course.
I have polled both men and women and unanimously it is agreed that checking messages while on a date, absent an emergency, is bull. It is the easiest way to let someone know you don’t value their time, their company and something more enticing is pulling your attention. We are all busy and have demanding jobs, but PLEEEASE. No one is that important. If you so desperately need to check who is trying to text/email you that minute – excuse yourself and check it in the restroom. Otherwise, leave the Crackberry at home.
Years ago, I was on a date with a senior political official who placed all his gadgets on the table because he was expecting a call from the President of the United States – don’t I hear that excuse all the time. Verdict: for the good of the country, I was willing to let it slide.