Then the guys were allowed in, and despite all being legal adults, we looked like a bunch of awkward tweens at a middle school dance.
We were told to take our seats, and very fortunately the girls would remain seated for the duration of the speed dating process.
It also became rapidly apparent that I was not nerdy enough for this, and while that might seem like a good thing in the ordinary world, it was a very bad thing here.
For instance, have you ever been in conversation with someone, and when they claim to LOVE a certain band, you ask them which song or album is their favorite? LIKE EQUALLY GOOD,” and then it becomes apparent that they may never have even heard that band? ALL OF THE ANIMES.” That’s a pretty horrible answer, but it seemed to be slightly better than the times that I tried to say, “TOTORO! ” which is apparently lowbrow or not very cool or something.
(I would’ve effed that up really quickly had I been made to follow the semi-complex migration pattern.)The main organizer launched into some sort of intro speech, and while he was rambling about dating, the guy sitting across from me proceeded to mock the entire thing; he rolled his eyes and flexed his weird eyebrows and pretended to strangle the air, and it was awkward.
As he continued ringing invisible necks, we were told we’d have three minutes per date, and that we should keep track of the numbers that identified the people we liked.
I could also feel the guys’ eyes start to glaze over as soon as I said it was my first time at Comic-Con, and that I wasn’t there for any specific thing, but just to kind of check it out in a general sense.More girls filtered in, probably recruited off the Comic-Con streets to even out the gender ratio; whatever the case, we’d officially signed ourselves up with a waiver and all, and I was still pretty okay with it.(The waiver, by the way was a release for that show , which was filming inside the sessions.(I also had plenty of time to try and stare at Adam West, who was signing autographs in the Comic-Con distance. )What really got under my skin was a woman sitting next to me who was very clearly looking to find her true love on this adventure; this made me feel uneasy about my less serious attitude.There were other girls who also seemed really nervous, and/or were spending a lot of time getting ready to meet some dudes by applying makeup, fixing their hair, and spritzing themselves with body spray.What happens when historical figures share a stage?