Subject #1 (Nerd) of my POF experiment failed. But, I'm no quitter! Subject #2 is a 28-year-old engineer from Detroit. We met at a quaint little bar in SoHo. His wardrobe was much better than Nerd's. He wore nice jeans and a short-sleeved, button-down black shirt with interesting detail. He was clean cut, with a full head of very short hair. Overall, he was a fairly attractive man. Conversation was okay, better than my first date. But, It wasn't long before he started to annoy me.

First, Date #2 told me that he didn't like Aspen-- my favorite place in the world! Then, he squinted his eyes, and looked up into space as he tried to make himself seem introspective and serious when talking about his alternative energy engineering business. He was complex and esoteric in his speech and lost me. I pretended to listen while thinking about puppies and rainbows. Moreover, he had a terrible lisp that I couldn't ignore. Instead of an "s" sound, he would make a "th" sound.
 
After a lovely glass of Sauvignon Blanc, he drove me in his new BMW to Duet, one of my favorite karoake bars. We got a private room and ordered some cocktails. I was pumped-- until about 30 seconds into the first song. How can you not have fun at karoake?: When a guy with a lisp and terrible singing voice yells every song at the top of his lungs while you're trapped in a small room. He kept saying what a great time he was having and that he liked me. I smiled and pretended to have fun too, while pounding vodka. After two hours of ear-pearcing agony, I suggested that we meet my roommate, Crazy, at a rooftop bar. You know it's bad when I'd rather hang out with Crazy!

Shortly after arriving, my date left since he had an early meeting the next morning. Phew! The rest of the night was great! I went dancing with Crazy at Kiss & Fly, where Talib Kweli made a surprise performance! Extremely intoxicated and getting annoyed with Crazy, I snuck out and cabbed it home. The next day, I received an e-mail from my date informing me that he had just been released from jail for DWI. I guess he didn't make it to his meeting. POF Experiment #2: FAIL!