Yesterday, Lauren and I gingerly took our places in the Darwin lecture theatre, to watch NatSci’s Valentine’s event, Take Me Out. We were terrified, uneasy and bewildered at being surrounded by 60 scientists. I was already missing the comforting sight of paisley shirts and creepers. I was a very long way from the English department…
The distinctly unimpressed panel check out their Romeo
Take Me Out was the brainwave of NatSci’s society, which isn’t affiliated to the Union and is a relatively new kid on the block. They’ve already held successful Christmas balls and very drunken boat parties, and their events are perennially popular. I was in attendance, following an invite from their charming VP, and my flatmate, Emma Lucas. Lauren came because she finds scientists funny.
The event mimicked the show’s format perfectly; three individual boys were brought before a panel of disappointed girls, who could flip their cards to red if the boys failed to impress. If we’re being honest, they did fail. Max Wilson attempted to serenade the girls in a faux Spanish accent, Stephen Jerjian came on to Tyga’s bouncin’ on my dick whilst Kirk Sneade’s friend told us exactly what he can fit under his foreskin. If this is what science has to offer, we’re very glad we do arts subjects…
Following the boys, came the girls. Unsurprisingly, the tight black dress of Harriet Allen, and her glowing recommendation by yours truly, earned her two dates. However, the best was definitely left to last in the form of Ruby. (picture below). Proving, that scientists do at least have a sense of humour…
The event was definitely a massive success, if not in the romance department. And the unlucky Cassanovas, certainly tried their luck at the Phineas afterwards… Lauren and I are happy to say that we will be regular attendees at future NatSci events although we hope the boys will stop talking about their genitalia…
Ruby finds love at Take Me Out
