Then when the appointed hour comes, the single women are asked to disperse themselves around the room, one woman per table, and the single gentlemen are then asked to go from table to table when given the go ahead from the organizer.
You have exactly six minutes to talk about anything that pops into your head with that person of the opposite sex.
I had been in a dating drought for more years than I wished to count.
I think part of the problem was that many Christian guys at the time had been told to “kiss dating goodbye” and hadn’t yet been encouraged to embrace the better concept of “kissing dating hello.” The confusion concerning courting versus dating didn’t help matters. And I waited for the opportunity to ask or rephrase or possibly even drop questions of faith like Do you go to church? Since my concern was to get each individual man’s story and not scrutinize whether the man was date material or not, I decided to take a wait-and-see approach on many questions.
“Look, Laura, think of it this way,” my bright-eyed, bouncy friend persuaded me several years ago while I was in one of my indecisive, overly analytical moments.
“If it doesn’t work out, you can write an article about it!
I needed a Plan B, and I needed a little push from one of my good friends to see me off in a new direction. I mentally told myself, Forget about this being a date. Your main objective is to discover who this other person is, like a good journalist would do. Besides, how can you get to know the real person in six minutes when you are cramming very personal questions into ever possible second?What started out as a challenge to “write an article” became a mission to relate to these single men as people. I learned that the baseball-capped guy wanted to run his own auto mechanic shop and own a horse ranch.But his main focus seemed to be a girl in his past that he was obviously still in love with. A rugged-looking guy wanted to create a book of his poetry and then open a greeting card line— something quite different from the day-to-day job he had driving a laundry truck.This guy also told me that he was convinced there was a God because when he was young and drunk, he drove into a house, totaled his car, and walked away without a scratch. One Filipino fellow was considering joining his friend in Ecuador on a mission trip.
He sounded like he might be a Christian, or at least a churchgoer.
He mentioned how Cayce had a sick son and after going into a trance and following some higher power, his son got healed. I found myself feeling sorry for this guy because I knew that he was lost. Before our time was up, I also discovered that this guy had talent as a standup comic. I gathered my list together and went to turn it in. I don’t know how I got on the subject of staying for the 20-somethings hour.