Undercover flirting

This weekend, whilst catching up on work in Starbucks (I’ll be honest, it was 50% work, 10% news sites and 40% social networking, but whatever) I got into a Guardian Soulmates conversation with a rather random boy that has the most American style photo imaginable (think big hair, cheesy pose, maybe taken from a work profile of some sort) but the most apparently British background.

            The interesting thing about this one is not the incredibly cheesy photo, but rather than his whole profile is written as though he’s a spy (ie – a rip off of a selection of James Bond movies), and all conversations since initial contact was made has been based around secret service based banter.

It’s all very bizarre, and in fact, it’s the sort of behaviour that I would normally run a mile from (I’ve met crazy once recently, I don’t need to meet him again any time soon) but I am fairly intrigued to see where this one goes – maybe a date in Dans le Noir, a quirky restaurant were you sit in pitch black and can’t see either your date or your food…that could be fun – and definitely worth a blog post or two!