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Also, this story involves complete strangers, and therefore, is unlikely to come back to haunt me.As in, I conveniently forgot their names.)Rewind two weeks: I'm hanging out with some girlfriends and one of them mentions how she saw a groupon-like deal for speed dating.
The men sat down next to us and we'd chat for four minutes each, and then the guys would get up and move one seat down.
I vowed to go in with an open mind, and if I didn't come out of it with a date, I'd at least have a good story.
Fast Forward to last night: My girlfriends and I show up to Xino in Santa Monica, dressed up, and ready to make snap judgments about the eligibility of strange men.
We were each assigned a number and given a card with three columns printed on it.
In column 1, you wrote the number of the guy you're dating, in column 2 his name, and in column 3, what you ranked him on scale from "Maybe, let's have one more drink" to "Never in a million years" (no joke, it said that on the scale).