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FlipMe! Dating

Posted by cher on August 5th, 2010

I saw an ad in this week’s issue of Time Out New York for a new concept to help people make “connections.” It’s a pretty basic concept called FlipMe! dating: When you’re out at a bar, restaurant, laundromat, wherever, and you see someone you’re attracted to, you give them a FlipMe card. Every card reads “I’ve said ‘what if …’ too many times. Not this time,” and has a unique ID that the receiver can use to log in to and then contact you personally, if so inclined. (I.e. if he or she thinks you’re hot.)

The FlipMe! website gives tips on “how to flip.” Such suggestions include: The Flip-and-Run, which occurs when the flipper approaches a person of interest, hands over a card without any conversation, and walks away. There’s also the Wingman Flip, where you give the card to a friend to hand over to the hottie who’s caught your eye.

It seems a little pricey: $24.99 for 30 cards and 3-months of access to the site. The website doesn’t indicate what the costs are after the first 3 months. And obviously there’s no guarantee that anyone you give a card to will actually contact you. It’s a clever idea, but I have doubts about the effectiveness.

Forget, for a second, about getting up the nerve to give someone a card. What if you received one? I think I’d be intrigued but I would wonder: Why didn’t he just talk to me in the moment? I get that the point is you can let someone know you’re attracted to them without making any major effort, but it’s kind of a catch 22 – you have to get up the balls to give someone a card but then it looks like you have no balls because you didn’t strike up a conversation on your own – you had to use an internet site as a go-between.

So, thoughts? Would you have the guts to give these out to strangers? And if you received one, would you play the ball that’s been put in your court and contact the person? If you do decide to experiment with FlipMe! cards, don’t take all 30 of them with you if you’re planning on drinking. Liquid courage can be a good thing…but beer goggles can be a very, very bad thing.

You’ve Lost Your Manicurist: Now What?

Posted by cher on March 10th, 2009

There is a nail salon about every 50 feet in NYC, yet finding the perfect one can be daunting. It can take some trial and produce some ugly and painful results.

It’s a great feeling to finally find your perfect manicurist match. It becomes a place where everyone knows your name. You can have a standing appointment. He or she knows exactly how you like your nails done. They know if you like to chat to prefer to sit in silence.

But what happens when your manicurist leaves the salon? Or in my case, disappears out of the blue? First, you must mourn. I’ve been doing my own nails even though I’m sure the other woman at my salon is just as proficient as Jean was. I’m just not ready to move on yet.

When you’re ready to play the field again, be smart. Don’t get your hopes up that the next manicurist will be Mr. or Ms. Right. Ask a colleague to set you up with someone. Don’t settle. If you’re not happy, move on.

I called my salon one day to make an appointment and the receptionist said, “Oh, Jean isn’t here anymore.” She was not only my manicurist, but my bikini waxer as well. Talk about traumatizing. It takes awhile to develop that level of comfort with someone. After all, it is a pretty personal area.

For now, I’m on my own. I may try “the other woman,” but she never looked as friendly as Jean. Oh Jean, how I miss you.

To all those who have lost the perfect one – I empathize.

“Real New Yorkers” eat Snickers

Posted by cher on March 9th, 2009

People who are reading my “NY Stereotypes” post seriously need to chill out. Talk about overreacting. Clearly I’m not a “real New Yorker,” because I wouldn’t be so dramatic over a post meant in FUN. Actually, some readers’ comments proved one of my points…thanks!

Moving on. “Take a ride on the Ate Train” ??? Seriously Snickers…lame. Thanks for taking up entire subway cars with your hysterical (insert sarcasm here) ads.