If, on name, you’re both told about it by email the next day.
I failed to see until it was too late that there’s a part of the card I could keep where I should have been taking notes on the women I wanted to see again.
The conversation about the impossibility of finding man-love in Lotus Land ricochets between raucous laughter and thoughtful reflection until the table goes silent and the subject finally sinks, like a stone thrown in an impossibly dark wishing well.“This is not a lighthearted issue,” says Jodi Derkson.
“There is a serious problem here.”PHOTOS: MORE SINGLES LOOKING FOR LOVEThis is Vancouver, the women explain, in conversational shorthand that speaks volumes about the city’s widely-perceived shortcomings for straight daters.
And when I say I only have two outfits, I don’t mean that I have two “looks” which are made up of a variety of clothing options — I have two outfits. I guarantee that when you next see me, I will be wearing one of two of these outfits.
You’re given a card on which you write your date’s name, then tick Yes or No to indicate if you’d like to see them again.
Some examples: Somehow, I mustered up the courage and went in. The group had the entire upstairs to itself, which was nice. This had me more nervous than the whole thing, I think.
I have, essentially, two outfits: Business and Casual.
Throw in the French accent and the wry sense of humour, and Lessard just might be the total package.
The women at the back table of the Bottleneck bar on Granville Street are a cluster of long locks, funky accessories, a mix of tanned and fair, naturally athletic bodies and discreetly dabbed lip gloss.