My friend and I – although sober – went totally NUTS on the dance floor and ** had fun.
We did not take ourselves seriously at all while it seemed like everyone else was. ) Jennifer is a Canadian living amongst the puckered pale flesh and scorching ginger hair of Glaswegians.
Generally, if you are out somewhere and making hot bedroom eyes with a dude, he is more than likely to attempt and strike up a conversation and hopefully ask you out. The men over here are hopeless at making the first move; I don't know if it's some weird cultural thing that hearkens back to the middle ages, but dudes over here seem completely oblivious.
I'm not complaining nor am I making any judgements on either culture; I'm just trying to understand British men (ugh) and assimilate to the Scottish ways – without turning into a slag. I've linked to this Leah Mc Laren article about British men before and even though she received a lot of harsh criticism for it, I think she is generally right.(Fine print: Don't worry, Mom. After a mid-twenties life crisis and yearning to escape puritan ‘Toronto the Good’, she moved to Glasgow in March 2006. If you believe any of the information on this page is incorrect or out-of-date, please let us know.
I'm not the only North American woman to come to this conclusion either. Expatica makes every effort to ensure its articles are as comprehensive, accurate and up-to-date as possible, but we're also grateful for any help!
It's almost as if you're asking them to practically set a wedding date.
This Culture of Seriousness extends into other aspects of Scottish life too.