Last night one of my editor friends asked me to watch a few movies and make note of when certain quotes were said. Getting paid to watch movies—good movies—now that's something I can get used to! Anyway, one of the movies was an old Ethan Hawke flick, Before Sunrise. God I freakin' love that guy—I forgot how much! He's probably the only guy on the planet that can rock a goatee—the rest? Douchebags. I digress.
The thing I love most about the movie is how romantic it is. Boy meets girl on a train to Europe. They talk, they laugh, they have a beer, they kiss, and then they fall in love. Ohh to kiss those lips. Julie Delpy, you lucky biotch! ANYWAY!
When I moved to New York, I decided I wanted to meet a guy on the subway. I just thought it would be such a simply romantic way to meet someone, and a great story to tell friends and future grandchildren. However, I met the man of my dreams at a bar—at a loud, crowded, semi-icky bar at that. I had had entirely way too much to drink that night, but the main thing I recall is the cute British boy who made me laugh and obliged my every request to keep rap music going on the jukebox. Romantic huh? I suppose my story isn't so bad, but it's a bit of a snooze. Ohh well, I suppose it should give single ladies hope that yes, you can meet a guy in a bar!
So ladies: What's your ideal scenario of meeting the man of your dreams? And guys, have you ever asked a girl out on the subway or any other form of transportation?