So, my buddies kept moaning about their trash dating lives, swiping left-right on apps like zombies. Told ’em maybe speed dating could crack that nut? But nah, they laughed it off. That’s when I thought: screw opinions, let’s test this for real.
Step 1: Joining the Madness
Signed up for 3 speed dating events downtown – the cheesy kind with name tags and timers. Each night, 15 dudes rotating through 15 women, 5 minutes per chat. Grabbed my notebook and scribbled:
- What questions guys actually asked (spoiler: mostly “What’s your job?”)
- How often they interrupted
- If they did that creepy lean-in thing
The Awkward Truth Bomb
Night 1 felt like watching penguins fall on ice. Half the dudes bombarded women with resume-style monologues. One guy legit pulled out his stock portfolio photos!? Meanwhile, women kept glancing at the exit sign.
Night 2 was worse. Saw dudes sweating buckets while asking “Do you like traveling?” for the 10th time. One poor girl got asked about her salary AND if she wanted kids in the same breath. Bruh.
Shocking Pattern Alert
Compiled notes after Night 3. Realized 73% of guys:
- Talked more than they listened
- Asked zero personal follow-ups
- Ignored obvious boredom cues (yawns, phone checks)
Here’s the kicker: the 27% who actually matched afterwards? They laughed at bad jokes, asked stuff like “What made you pick nursing?” and didn’t treat it like a job interview.
My Field Test
Convinced my pal Derek (chronic date-failer) to try the reverse. Next event, he:
- Prepped three funny childhood stories
- Asked “What’s the dumbest thing you believed as a kid?” instead of job stuff
- Actually remembered names when swapping partners
Dude got 7 matches outta 15 that night. His previous record? Zero.
So yeah, male behavior in speed dating isn’t just funny – it’s a freaking roadmap. Want results? Stop interrogating. Start connecting. Simple as that.