“I feel like if the date went well, you want to be with them for those last ten steps to the door.”
Here at the Errant Bachelor we understand how hard it is to meet women. It’s one of those intrinsically tough things to feel out if you’re not one Ryan Gosling. Approach it too lightly and you seem like a pussy, approach it too aggressively and you’re a creep. So, we’ve done a bit of the leg work and gone out to strike up a conversation with some random girls about themselves, and their views on us.
I was initially really reticent about doing this feature, but after talking to Amelia, with her helping me out a bit shaping the column a bit, I feel a lot better about it. Anyways, Amelia is a 25 year old financial analyst and we met up for lunch or breakfast, depending on who you ask. Apparently, we were both recovering from a late night. While she looked put together for someone who claimed she had a rough night, I was barely able to assemble myself and speak in cogent sentences. Thankfully large amounts of unhealthy breakfast food woke me from my slumber and, away we go…
Last Book You Read?
Angels and Demons
Drink of Choice?
Favorite Song of the Moment?
“Why Do You Let Me Stay Here”- She and Him (Zooey Deschanel’s Duo)
Guilty Pleasure Song
The Hamster Dance
Worst Compliment Ever Received?
“You have nice gigantic child-bearing hips.”
(Editor’s Note: One should never use the word ‘gigantic’ when complimenting a woman, ever.)
Best Compliment Ever Received?
Somebody called me ‘graceful’.
Celeb That You Want Your Guy to Dress Like:
Scott McGillivray (Editor’s Note: Yeah, we had no clue either)
Celeb That You Don’t Want Your Guy to Dress Like:
A guy that doesn’t know how to tip a waitress.
Worst Pickup Attempt:
A guy once asked me to email him a course syllabus. I did, and he replied with a five paragraph love letter.
Worst Date Ever:
It was actually my first date. I was really into this guy, and the first thing I did was make fun of his car. We followed that up by having absolutely nothing in common. After dinner, he didn’t leave a tip for the waitress, so when I thought he wasn’t looking, I raced back to tip the waitress, but he noticed, and he wasn’t happy about that. Then, on the way back home, he ended up drive THE WRONG WAY on the highway, as in against traffic. Finally, when we got to my house, he just dropped me off at the top of my driveway. I feel like if the date went well, you want to be with them for those last ten steps to the door.
One Thing You Want to Tell Guys:
Don’t be too nice! We enjoy the chase just as much as you do.
Boxers or Briefs?