I have a train wreck, I mean blind date

Once more into the breach I go dear friends. A friend of a friend set me up with a friend of hers and tonight’s the night. Little wrinkle. In addition to the two of us, there will be four other people along, at his insistence. His friend and three of my friends (it was going to be two of my friends but one of them against my expressed wishes invited someone else). What kind of a lunatic wants to deal with the high pressure of being set up and then add to it by dragging along four other people who know he’s being set up? I’ve never heard of such a thing!

Well, look at it this way: if the match is a bad one, you at least won’t have to sit there in awkward silence.

I guess it’s the theory of safety in numbers. Or something.

I’ve been on a blind date that was just the way you describe, and it worked out great. I played it as more of a group of friends going out as opposed to an actual date which relieved a lot of the pressure.

Going with a group of people helps to avoid the awkward silences that are almost surely going to occur on a first date, and lets you get a feel for the person your friends are trying to get you to hook up with without having to worry about incompatible personalities. Don’t like her? Don’t talk to her beyond what politeness dictates. Don’t think of it as a romantic exercise, it’s not, think of it as a group of friends hanging out with a getting-to-know-potential-love-interest chance thrown in.

BTW, I’m still dating the girl I met on my “blind date”, and we’re rapidly approaching the two year mark in our relationship.

Coincidentally, today’s “Worst Case Scenario: Page-A-Day Calendar” has as its topic, “How to Escape a Bad Date.”

(This is accompanied by the line drawing of a man in what appears to be a public bathroom, raising a metal trashcan above his head to break out a window.)

Hope this helps! Or rather, I hope you don’t have to resort to this.

Have some fun with it Otto . At least you’ll get to see how she interacts with other people, and especially your friends. Plus you won’t be expected to pay with 4 other people around, nor should you be expected to drive her home. (assuming your date is a she and you are a he)
See every opportunity and a possibility.

Hey at least you are getting out I say!!!

He is a he and I am a he. So I suppose we’ll have at least one laugh (he he).

Shoot me now.

Woo! GET SOME!

Geez… quit whining and think about it from her perspective. She’s about to go out on a blind date with some guy she doesn’t know, her friends ** AND ** two more people she doesn’t know. I’d imagine she’ll be more uncomfortable than you are!

Just act confident- she’s just a girl, and it’s just a first date. If it tanks, then nothing happens. If it goes well, then hey- it’s a big bonus!

Yeah, Otto, just focus on making the girl happy and you’ll be fine. Women are different from men, being from Venus and all. Try to understand things from the unique feminine perspective of your female date, especially the baggage that comes with having a vagina, like menstruation and childbirth.

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Giraffe, that’s hilarious. And somewhat mean, which makes it more hilarious.

Asylum’s got the right idea here, I think. Treat this as “going out with some new friends” rather than “blind date with third, fourth, fifth, and sixth wheels.”

Oh, and sorry Otto, but I’m going to out you:

**ATTENTION, EVERYONE: OTTO IS GAY. HE IS A MAN AND HE IS GOING ON A BLIND DATE WITH ANOTHER MAN.

THAT IS ALL.**

Wouldn’t this be the time to share all your big dick jokes? The gender alignment on this date would be better suited for it than in mixed company.

To quote a wise animated woodland creature: “You keep out of this, he doesn’t have to shoot you now.”

Of course, you could always demand that he shoot you now, but you’d probably run into pronoun trouble before that.

Maybe dating all them men is why he doesn’t know his way around the womenfolk! :smiley:

Good heavens, woman, this is War, not a garden party!

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Egads! I’s feel like I was in an experiment. Like Mutual Omaha’s Wild Kingdom.

"Yes, we shall introduce the new male to his potential mate… (Must be in a neutral territory, you know how males are, if they get territorial, not only will they NOT go on a second date, but they may start peeing on things). The panel will observe the interaction as the two males are introduced… "

Letsee, it almost midnight and Otta hasn’t checked in yet. A good sign? Success?

So Otto I don’t know what time it is in your neck of the woods, but I’m guessing it’s late. That’s a good sign.

How did it go???

Meh. It was all right. First place we planned to meet was busy and noisy so we went to another smaller neighborhood place instead. There ended up being four of us (one friend each). He’s a nice-loking guy, ten years younger than I (not a problem) and a smoker (points off for that). It didn’t feel like a date. He and I didn’t get any time really to talk to each other one-on-one.

As he and his friend were leaving (about three hours in) I asked jokingly “so how do you think the set-up went” and he was non-commital. I asked if he wanted to exchange phone numbers and he hesitated for several seconds before saying OK. So, I’m not sensing a great deal of interest on his part. I’ll call him next week but I’m not expecting anything.

Blast! I was hoping the sparks would fly.

Is it the weather or something? I just feel like we need a good love story around here.