Weird First Date Ideas

I've had some weird online dating ideas, and experiences. Some ideas were mine. Some were not. And even though I pride myself on having articles that lack a point and a clear direction, I'd like the message in this article to be this; The first date is not about the event. It is only about the two of you. Here are some weird date experiences I have had:

The Hide and Seek Game

Here is how it works. Tell the person you are meeting the following over the phone or email: "My intuition is so good I can find you at Target, or even in a giant mall. I can find you, even without seeing your photo. To prove it, wear a hat and sunglass, and I will find you." Use your own words of course. The first time I tried this was about six years ago. I received a spam for a free five day trial period on an online dating site. I took it, but I did not post a photo, and neither did the girl I met. As we were having fun chatting through the online dating website I told her my intuition was so incredible that I did not even need to see her picture to find her: That I could pick her out in a crowded Los Angeles mall on a busy Sunday afternoon, The Grove. Finally I said, "Be at The Grove between 3 and 4pm, and I will find you, I do not need to see your photo." What was I thinking? I wasn't. Still, there was something about the idea of this weird hide and seek game that made me feel adventuresome. I felt a sense of excitement from the idea playing hide and seek with internet strangers. I knew I wanted to have fun dating online, regardless of whether or not I hit it off with the person I met. As it turns out, I did find her in about thirty five minutes. That was my last online date without seeing a photo first. And even though meeting this person in-person was disappointing in terms of a connection, the excitement I felt while searching for her was incredible. It doesn't take much to excite me.

Shopping at Target:

Foo Fighters Concert:

This was not my idea. It was the girl's. I was going to suggest green tea at The Commons in Calabasas. As I was getting ready to give her the green tea meeting location she said, "Are you spontaneous?". I replied: "Sometimes I am, I love spontaneity!" Then she explained that the Foo Fighters were doing a 'secret' show at a dive bar in the Valley. And that they do the secret show prior to every tour as a way to warm up. I told her it sounded fun, and that I would find her in line using my super human powers of intuition. I found her, and we had fun in line. And, I got to watch the Foo Fighters blast in a dive bar setting. I was five feet from the stage watching the drummer tear it up. But this awesome event gave me a false sense of attraction towards the girl I met. We went on three or four more dates: In my mind, any person to come up with an event idea that cool for an internet date deserves the best chance I can give, even if I am not totally feeling it at first. But again: the date is not about the event. Once it was just the two of us without the Foo Fighters, it only took about three more dates until I realized she was not the one.

Pot Cookies:

Fourteen months ago, I met an attractive woman for green tea out on Main Street in Santa Monica. As we were sitting outside, sipping our tea, people watching in this trendy upscale area, she pulled out a bag of cookies and said: "Would you like a pot cookie? They are really strong.". "No thanks" I replied. "I stopped taking the pot years ago, but you go ahead." We continued chatting, and not even five minutes later she asked me the same question, and in a tone that conveyed she forgot she asked me the first time. Within a twenty minute period she asked me if I wanted a pot cookie five times. I was tempted to eat a pot cookie, too. However, I already made the decision to abstain from pot until I am seventy four years old. I have nothing against the hippie hay, but that stuff will mess with my lifestyle at this age. I can see enjoying a bong hit as a seventy four year old, when I am doing Tai-Chi on my patio that overlooks the Pacific Ocean. I'm not sure how this last paragraph ties into The date is not about the event. It is about the two of you. And that's fine. The dream is to hire real writers for It's Just Coffee.

All the best,
Matt the barista

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