Dating in St. John’s? Please.
I’m about to toss a whole lot of generalizations around, based on my collective experience with men in this city. Yes, I do understand there are some great men hanging around. But they’re pretty good at hiding.
There’s a popular statistic in this city the girls use when complaining about the lack of men: “The girl to guy ratio is 4:1.” I don’t know where this statistic came from, and it’s likely we invented it to make us feel better about our lack of dating prospects, but most of the time it seems pretty valid.
I’ve lived here for four years. In four years, I’ve gone on a total of about four dates. The rest of my romantic life? Lame. I meet new guys every weekend. I have their phone numbers. They have mine.
The problem is there are a lot of girls here. Beautiful girls. Also, beautiful men. Hook-up potential in St. John’s is phenomenal. You go to a bar and it’s like a skank buffet out there, my friends. The only rational explanation I have to offer is St. John’s is bloody cold and we need body warmth to survive.
So when I travel, I like experiencing different man populations and how they react to me. In England, I had a passionate two hour love affair with a gorgeous Londoner named Sebastian. In Mexico, the men would grab my hair affectionately in bars. Creepy, but kinda wild.
Halifax, however, takes the cake. My first night at The Dome, my best friend and I were surrounded as soon as we walked in the club. Some guys rushed up to us and asked us to sign their shirts, and so we did. Then they lavished attention on us, one of them called me a “hot ginger.” As we moved throughout the bar, the exact scene kept repeating itself. And I mean these men were good looking, well-dressed, well-mannered individuals.
Another serious thing to note about Halifax which kept popping up throughout the weekend: people there love gingers, men and women alike. It was very refreshing.
So the same show from the men happened again the following night. I was completely stunned, I have never experienced such assertive, willing men. It may have something to do with the large Canadian navy population there: the whole area where my best friend lives is just teeming with sailor dudes. In St. John’s, us ladies do all the work, which to be honest, I freaking hate. I am much more attracted to men who have the balls to approach me first.
I shared this discovery with a good guy friend of mine, someone who had lived in Halifax for awhile. He mostly agreed with my profound insights.
it’s a much more competitive environment
cause there’s less girls
so what did you have to do in halifax to pick up?
it’s just how you approach
girls there are always expecting it cause it happens so much
so they’re on guard more and you really need to be assertive but not aggressive
There is no moral to this story. All I’m sayin’ ladies, is if you want some man lovin’, Halifax might be the place for you. Ginger roots help too.