Cirque, 2

After the Cirque show was over, we started discussing our feelings about the show on the walk to the bus. It turned out that everyone else had spent at least a little time evaluating the performers for their date-ability. The choices were interesting, from the completely sequined and sparkly juggler, to the juggler's assistant who had no real demonstrated talents except dancing around, to the contortionists (all three).

But on a mental 5-minute date, it was discovered that at least the juggler wasn't a very good date. He turned out to only want to talk about himself.

I didn't see any of the performers that way. I think if I went on a date with any of them, I'd be tempted to spend the whole time lecturing them on the damage they are doing to their bodies, or asking about their personal training habits.