Introduction numero uno!

So you may question the ordeal of the Indian introduction concept! I will share my experience in the following blog post.

How it started - an Aunty knows a guy... forwards my number to family which then lands in boys hands...

The subject I met with was ‘X’ Patel, a banker aged 27 from Surrey. We had not spoken once during communications prior to the date, only texted. He was keen to do this completely blind! I agreed and we planned our ‘meeting’ for Friday 26^th February 2010.

I found his manner of texting somewhat humorous and witty, so had already drawn conclusions he was a decent guy. In terms of my Facebook stalking, I am so well known for, I did not succeed. I couldn’t find him!

So our initial meeting – 18:30 was the time we set to meet at Waterloo Station. It was a cold and windy evening. My hair was swaying in the wind (swaying makes it sound nice … more like uncontrollably flying all over my face!). He called as he approached. I told him I was standing outside a nice Italian bar named Azzuro (in my head I had planned to go here all along, it was quiet and nice – and I could make an easy getaway to the train station if needed!). He crossed the road and I saw him approach. First impressions: hmmm not bad! Looks a bit like Ross from Friends. ‘I was expecting a lot worse’… which were my very words when I saw him!

He seemed somewhat taken back when he saw me (obviously!). I suggested we step into the bar we were meeting outside and found a nice cosy table by the damn door…meaning every time someone walked in or out I was blasted with cold air! Marvellous!

He asked me what I would like to drink.. I said cranberry juice and looked at me oddly…he replied…with triple vodka? I was like no I’m ok…thanks (acting the innocent type). He returned with our drinks and we did make good conversation. He is pretty down to earth. In terms of looks I wouldn’t say ugly… but not a Mr. Hot Dream Guy with chisel jaw-line-hubba-hubba kiss me now! BUT! This is the thing…he had a lizard-like tongue spasm!!! I couldn’t get that out my head! And seemed to wait for the next time he did it and lost track of conversation in my head!

Naturally I told him I couldn’t find him on facebook. No wonder I couldn’t find him on facebook - he has an account on a different name! Stupid twat! I asked had he searched for me? His expression said it all! I knew he had! So much for a blind date?! Clearly he thought he didn’t stand a chance if I had seen his picture before hand!

We joked a fair bit and got on pretty well, though I felt I was making more effort to speak than he was. Thank god I have a gob for England, Scotland and Wales! We finished drinks and left… at this point I was expecting we would go home! Then neither of us seemed to walk towards station. We were both hungry! He suggested ping pong, where I always wanted to go! So en route I had to come out with my Thailand ping pong story! (You know it’s the place famous for ping pongs shooting out women’s southern regions?!)

We had a right laugh in restaurant. We both are pretty piggish and I didn’t hold back! If I am hungry – I will surely eat! So anyway, when the bill came and he didn’t pay up! Twat! We went on halves! (Guys note - first dates it is customary you pay! Don’t you ever go halves!).

Overall…based on personality and looks he was a 6/10. I wouldn’t see any further developments. He didn’t even text me to ask if I got home alright. Moron! Defo not one to take home…he doesn’t plan to keep his job and is going travelling for rest of year…only does the intro stuff as he has to…fair enough! Also family wise… not my cuppa tea!

Let’s keep fishing and hopefully find a nice Oyster!