Now I'm a bit older, a bit wiser and a little closer to being certain of what — er, who — I want.
There are many companies that offer speed-dating services and just about as many different techniques.
But while some details may change from service to service, the general rules concerning speed dating remain the same.
The moment of truth was the sound of the bell, like the “ring for assistance” chime in hotel lobbies.
When those eight minutes were up, the ding was either a welcome peal signaling the end of the longest eight minutes ever, or an abrupt end to a beautiful beginning.
But frankly, I had no use for the Valentine-red baby doll T-shirt they sent me with “Single? I may have been too emotionally involved for the job, too eager to see love blossom.
Every speed-dating event I hosted was like sending my kids off to the junior prom. To me, they were all princes and princesses arriving at the ball, but with name tags and cocktails. A Night of Latin Passion My first event, geared to the 30-something crowd, was at a hot Latin restaurant, known for its authentic dishes and outrageous salsa parties.
Bella and I walked into Murphy's Tavern, a sports bar in Manhattan's Financial District.
Up the stairs, we went to find booths lined up back-to-back with one another.
The difference is, when the bell rings or buzzer sounds, the next seat the dater takes is predetermined.
The speed dater progresses from table to table until each participant has had a chance to meet the other.
This was a best-case scenario: a speed-dating match—and a job well done.