When you first start seeing someone, the choice of dating activity is crucial. In London many of us like to visit the pub where social pressure is minimal. As far as I am concerned, the pub works - why take an iconoclastic approach to dating? Dating is difficult enough as it is without the additional … Continue reading The horror of the ‘alternative’ date
I am a workaholic. My candle is well and truly burnt at both ends. I do it for the man, of course. But then the man pays me well. And I like him. Sure, the corporate world is driven by greed, but no one pretends otherwise - this naked fact guides our every action. There … Continue reading What happened when I tried to leave work on time
I met my brother Dan in Hilly Fields, a park in Brockley. As we walked his wheezing collie, Jackson, I recounted the previous night's events. "So, you like her then?" "I was getting to that bit. She texted me earlier to say we should just be friends. There was no spark, she said." "You what?" … Continue reading My brother is always in complete control
After my mauling at speed-dating, I craved purity. Luke thought I was being ungrateful. "Come on, man," he said. "At least you got laid. I don't understand why you're never satisfied." "Lucas, you make me sound like some kind of insatiable beast. I've told you before, I'm looking for a girlfriend. Instead I meet a … Continue reading Another poorly managed coffee-shop date
In the end, we had a late one. The next morning, feeling a powerful hangover, I decided to immerse myself in hot drinks and Twitter action – the rest of the day would take care of itself. I walked into the office kitchenette to find Rita by the kettle. The angle of the door had … Continue reading Is my boss trying to intimidate me?
My housemate Luke suggested we try speed dating... --- I was glad to be doing something with Luke other than drink tea. It had also been a while since I did anything special in the dating sphere. Online dating seemed to reduce everyone to a soundbite, a glib comment, a filtered photo and the illusion … Continue reading I tried speed dating – it nearly ruined me
It was early afternoon and Jess walked into my office. I was alone and listening to the Beastie Boys on my computer. "Oh god," she said. "You're listening to that eighties crap again. Things must be bad." "It's nineties crap, actually. And yes, things are bad." Jess peered over my shoulder. "Working hard as well, … Continue reading My life was taking a downturn
An old fashioned, oft-overlooked approach the introduction is the classic low-risk/high-gain manoeuvre. And it got me excited. Luke wanted to meet his colleague one-on-one. Should it go well, I could join his work pals; we could form a Summer Gang and link up for festivals and beer garden larks. A sunny montage unfolded in my … Continue reading My friend set me up with his coworker – failure ensues
"What is it with meeting people in London?" I said, as I placed a coffee in front of Jess. "I was out at the weekend with my brother and housemate. Dan's weird, sometime girlfriend turned up and she brought a friend we hadn't met before. You should have seen the commotion with us all trying … Continue reading Why is it so hard to make friends in London?
London - an investment bank in the City, 9am: I walked into the office and threw my bag onto the desk. "Easy there," my colleague Jess said, staring into her terminal. She looked up to offer further chastisement then jolted back in her seat. "Wait," she said. "What the hell happened to your face?" I … Continue reading Why I threw away my razors