No, it's not my term. Rather, a recent first date of mine brought the idea to fruition, and named his suggestion as such. What was it?
The night started rather innocuously. It was a Saturday evening, and I was randomly checking my email before settling in to watch some long-forgotten show, and get some knitting finished up. A note from OkCupid popped up, and I decided to click on the message in the moment. Why not?
It was a note from a gent I'll call muse, sporting a 91% match connection with my profile, asking me if I wanted to join him for a last-minute sojourn to a country-punk band, in a less-than-savory part of town. "Definitely!" I thought, because I'm the kind of gal who loves spontaneity and a non-definable genre of music. I replied, and twenty minutes later I pulled up to a safe-looking parking garage, and met my date-to-be in the rain outside the club.
"They're sold out," he said, "and I was only able to get one ticket, so I sold that one back to someone else. How about we go find something else down the street to look into?"
And so, we did. Fifteen minutes turned into four hours, and Mr. Muse coined the term "kamikaze date". Although we weren't a love match (I determined I'm just not ready to date yet), I do feel like I made a great friend, and we continue to speak a few weeks after that first encounter. In fact, the last time we hung out, I suggested he try setting up all his first dates in that manner, because it both suited his nature perfectly and would attract the kind of gal that would appreciate his sense of adventure. Mr. Muse made a point however, in that some women might not appreciate the idea that a last-minute date request would somehow imply they were just sitting around, waiting for a phone call to go out. My answer? "Pshaw! Then they aren't right for you."
What do you think, dear readers? Would you go out on a kamikaze date? Why or why not? Or, have you, and how did it turn out? Would you do it again?