It is fatal for anyone who writes to think of their sex

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About once a year, it seems, I get roped into some form of 'singles evening'. In theory, it's a really good idea. I mean, the bottom line is, it's actually fairly difficult to meet new, attractive, interesting single people in London, particularly when one half of your social circle seems to be dating the other half. So when one of your few single friends says: "Hey, Dan, join me and a room full of single women."; well, it seems pretty appealing.

It must take a year for me to forget what they're really like.

"Hi, my name's Dan. I'm sufficiently uninteresting to be terminally single, and since you're here, you must be among the unwanted dross of humanity, too! Maybe we can temporary salve each other's loneliness by lowering our standards enough to find each other acceptably unhorrible."

Okay, I don't really say that, except in my head, and everyone else is saying it, too, which makes the entire thing an exercise in overselfconciously feigned unselfconciousness.

The 'high-concept' behind it was 'Lock & Key', that is, each woman present was given a tiny wee lock, each man (okay... "man") was given a tiny wee (hmm) key, and if you found the lock that your key unlocked, you'd win a bottle of champagne. The idea was that you'd be forced to talk to everyone in the room on your quest for the lock, and additionally you could break the ice with some hilarious phallic banter about the compatibility of your key to their cock. Er, sorry, I mean: lock. Yeah, lock.

I had my own lock & key system on the go- I'd just walk up to people and say:

"Are you the gatekeeper?"

and whoever replied:

"There is no Dana, there is only Zuul."

would obviously be the gal for me.

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I think the point of these things is not that everyone is so uninteresting they can't meet anyone, but that it is hard to meet people, and the getting drunk in a bar and pulling is hardly the ideal recipe for finding love.

Getting drunk in a bar and pulling is hardly less dignified than walking up to a stranger and asking if you can put your key in her lock.

But it 'should' be easier to approach a girl at a singles event than in a bar. Adn at least you know there is a high chance of her actualyl being single.

And then you could eat Stay Puff off each other. Mmmm...

And she could say "Danzor the Gozarian, Danzor the Destructor!"

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