That time I tried Grouper
Have you heard of Grouper?
Probably not. It's new. It's kind of like a dating site.
Grouper sets up two groups of friends at a set location and time. My friend Taylor invited me on one and I said, "sure why the hell not? This could be interesting." The idea behind Grouper is that one person signs up, brings two wing women, and the other date brings two wing men. It's a blind date so we knew nothing of the three guys we were going to meet...except we all had exchanged two truths and a lie.
Our date was set for last Thursday at a bar called Whiskey rebel at 9:30. $20 got us a reserved table and one round of drinks free. The bartender showed us to our table where three guys were already sipping on well drinks. Not the cutest, but whatever, we'd try to make it a fun night. They were all recent grads from Union College.
We got our round of drinks -- gin and tonic for me -- and took turns talking about the two truths and a lie.
I said:
1. I once ate over a pound of wings in 10 minutes in a wing eating contest.
2. I competed in the 2012 Olympic swimming trials.
3. I've met Channing Tatum.
These guys didn't think I could eat that much. One guy actually grabbed my arms and said, "well, she does have swimmer arms."
After two drinks we decided to find another bar. We found a round table in Mercury Bar and decided to order the same drink: long island. The guy who had set up this date with his friend, Rodrigo, had been on a Grouper before. He must use them to get laid.
This bar had beer pong tables so we obviously made our way to the tables with a pitcher of beer. My partner, Michael, wasn't the greatest. I was holding up the team. Rodrigo partnered with Taylor and told her he liked her friend Catherine. Half an hour later he told her he liked me. We found he asked us both on dates...to his apartment so he could make us a salmon dinner. Salmon must be his specialty.
Catherine left early and Michael said he was going to the bathroom and never returned. His friends didn't even know where he went. So now Rodrigo is my partner and we're kicking ass at beer pong. He asks me on this so-called date and puts his number in my phone....under Hot Rod. I don't think I have to tell you that I won't be calling him.
But it was definitely an experience. I can now say I tried Grouper. And I probably won't again.
Probably not. It's new. It's kind of like a dating site.
Grouper sets up two groups of friends at a set location and time. My friend Taylor invited me on one and I said, "sure why the hell not? This could be interesting." The idea behind Grouper is that one person signs up, brings two wing women, and the other date brings two wing men. It's a blind date so we knew nothing of the three guys we were going to meet...except we all had exchanged two truths and a lie.
Our date was set for last Thursday at a bar called Whiskey rebel at 9:30. $20 got us a reserved table and one round of drinks free. The bartender showed us to our table where three guys were already sipping on well drinks. Not the cutest, but whatever, we'd try to make it a fun night. They were all recent grads from Union College.
We got our round of drinks -- gin and tonic for me -- and took turns talking about the two truths and a lie.
I said:
1. I once ate over a pound of wings in 10 minutes in a wing eating contest.
2. I competed in the 2012 Olympic swimming trials.
3. I've met Channing Tatum.
These guys didn't think I could eat that much. One guy actually grabbed my arms and said, "well, she does have swimmer arms."
After two drinks we decided to find another bar. We found a round table in Mercury Bar and decided to order the same drink: long island. The guy who had set up this date with his friend, Rodrigo, had been on a Grouper before. He must use them to get laid.
This bar had beer pong tables so we obviously made our way to the tables with a pitcher of beer. My partner, Michael, wasn't the greatest. I was holding up the team. Rodrigo partnered with Taylor and told her he liked her friend Catherine. Half an hour later he told her he liked me. We found he asked us both on dates...to his apartment so he could make us a salmon dinner. Salmon must be his specialty.
Catherine left early and Michael said he was going to the bathroom and never returned. His friends didn't even know where he went. So now Rodrigo is my partner and we're kicking ass at beer pong. He asks me on this so-called date and puts his number in my phone....under Hot Rod. I don't think I have to tell you that I won't be calling him.
But it was definitely an experience. I can now say I tried Grouper. And I probably won't again.
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