It’s that time of year in NYC that I wear two pairs of pants because it is so damn cold. What better way to warm up than by going to Fireman Singles Mixer with one of your favorite girlfriends?

Pick Up Lines:

• You took my breath away and need to give me mouth to mouth!
• I think I have a fire down below that you need to put out.
• You’re a ladder I would like to climb!
• Let’s see your hose!
• Let’s stop drop and roll on out of here!

I made the fellas laugh with these cheesy (and definitely just kidding) lines at this cheesy event a few weeks ago! This was an official “Single and the City” party and I thought it was cute how they gave a card full of fireman related questions as ice breakers. They also gave a red dot to put on who we found the hottest. This event occurred at the ever romantic Saloon on the Upper East Side and women had to pay to get in and firemen EMT got in for free. And only men who were firemen EMT were allowed in. The setting was lit from there! My first official singles event:

My girlfriend and I started out a little shy but then finally started talking to two firemen. We got them to ask some questions and one of them knew the TCU Horned Frog sign and he was quite attractive so I prematurely gave out my red dot. We moved on to some other groups of firemen, completed our cards and drinks and then circled back to two that we previously chatted with. They were Paul and John. They were both from Queens and had serious New York accents. Paul was super cute and we were instantly attracted. We spent the night dancing. And not just grind up on me dancing but fun dancing like the Q-tip, lawn-mower and grocery shopping moves. Very Albert Brennaman style.

Now, I hold firemen to a high standard. My brother-in-law is one and I have the utmost respect for him and, therefore, his fellow first responders. I especially hold the FDNY with the utmost respect so I was really looking forward to this event to meet what I thought would be high caliber men. Well, after a night of drinks, dancing and making out I decided to take Fireman Paul home, which I told him would be just to cuddle. There would be not funny business so as not to disappoint him when we got back. We had quite a few vodka sodas and bud lights and it wasn’t too late, not even midnight. Plus, he lived in Bayside and I figured I would save him a night ride home. Long story short, he definitely tried to take things too far, I didn’t put out and we never ended up going out again. My friend later told me that guys just go to these things to hook up. Makes sense. Florida firemen are therefore greater than the FDNY in my book now. Fireman Paul’s lost! That’s one fire that was easy to put out.