In May, we spent a month in the US, and we’re still going strong. Picking up at a bar is supposed to be a breeze, but scoring a date while slinging a drink has always eluded me.I’m notorious for flitting around like a boozy hummingbird at the bar, darting away when it finally looks like I might click with someone, or befriending girls in the bathroom instead of flirting with potential prospects.Ladies took a seat and the guys, like overgrown pre-schoolers playing musical chairs, shuffled around them.There were some people from overseas or interstate who complained the Perth dating scene was challenging – “It’s so cliquey!” – plus a couple of guys who sheepishly admitted to being ‘extras’, called in by the owners when the male attendees looked scant.
“Not having a conveyor belt of dates it encourages everyone to actually try to get to know each date,” says Chris.
Two days later, we went for a date at Kelp pop-up bar in South Freo.
We pretty much hung out the next ten days straight, and we decided to make it exclusive after that.
Two of my girlfriends ended up hitting it off with the two guys I brought, and went on a double date to The Classroom the following week.
Later, Gav told me another two people who met backed up the night by going out to dinner. I was interested to try a more formal speed dating night too, so turned to Fast Impressions.