Lorileah
10-09-2012, 05:42 PM
I have sort of debated relating my weekend story. But I have to say things get more interesting with time and so far life has been one new experience after another. I mention the following in regard to another thread of social media and meeting people.
OK, out on the town all weekend again (yawn...I know you have heard it all before and thus it isn't really exciting anymore....). But Friday night was a new experience. There is a "sister" I meet every Friday. She has been around the community for a long time and she knows a lot more people than I do so frequently she is with someone. We always talk and have a drink before she goes off to dance the night away. So it was Friday night. The three of us sitting in an area that can hold 4-5 people. I don't usually take that space when alone but there were three of us. And when the other two left there wasn't a place for me to move so there I sat all self conscious in this big old place...alone...by myself.
A gentleman was sitting next to me is single chair and asked if he could set his drink on my table. Since he had ordered food, I slid over and asked him to share the space (let me try and explain, it is sort of like an open booth that faces the piano with a table in front). He slid over and introduced himself. After a few minutes, and several checks of his cell phone and texts, he explained he was waiting for a blind date. He had "met" his date on a site designed for hookups. Never had met the man in person and was, I think, having second thoughts because his date was seemingly lost. In the meantime, we chatted. When the date showed up I slid to the far end so they could sit next to each other.
You know how you can see a disaster coming but you cannot look away? UH-huh, that's what I saw. From the moment they sat next to each other, 'each other' wasn't what they had in mind. They were both texting and looking around the bar at other people. They were even commenting to each other about how they would like to meet other patrons. They both talked to me more than they talked to each other. The original guy was fixated on a man in the corner, who did seem to be looking at him as well.
"Would you go ask that guy if he would go out with me?" he asked me. What the heck, it wasn't MY life. So I started to slide over to get up and ask the guy in the corner if he wanted to date this guy who I had just met maybe an hour ago who was on a blind date with a guy who had no sense of direction and seemed to be more interested in texting someone else. You see the train wreck coming right? He stopped me and said he was just kidding. OK...
The 'date' decided to smoke (and here is a lesson...if you smoke bad things can happen). While he was outside, Mr Original guy (you all are keeping up here right?) looked at me and said "I think I will just leave. Is it OK if I just leave? I should just leave. I don't like him, I should leave." (OK leave already...sheesh). No, I really told him to leave. He stood up and looked at the guy in the corner.
"Will you go over there after I leave and give him my card and ask if he is interested?" (I know I know...stay out of it Lori..that train is about to derail and you have front row seats). He handed me his card and left. The date returned.
"He left me didn't he?" Um...yeah "This always happens to me" (Maybe give up cigarettes or find a guy who smokes too?) Awkward sitting there with a jilted date. He stormed out and once again I was sitting in a large booth...alone. But now I had a card with some guy's name and phone number whom I had no interest in. Oh yeah, the guy in the corner. I walked over. The guy smiled as I approached.
"Um that guy who was sitting over there was wanting to know if you would like to meet him and I have his card if you are interested and he would like you to call him (breathe) if you are interested and here is his card..."
"No" I stopped. "No, I don't want to meet him" Oh Ok then, sorry, I will just slink over here and sit where I was. "But I would like to ask YOU a question."
:eek: Holy...! I mean ...No "Holy" covers it. It wasn't Mr Original he was staring at; it was the TG. I looked back at him.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" This is what I get frequently now. That exact wording. Can I ask you a personal question. OK, go ahead. "Do you like being stared at?" Well that is new anyway. Yeah I do, I put a lot of time and effort in looking like a tramp so, yes I want to be noticed. I told him I wanted to be noticed. That satisfied him. I guess he wanted to make sure he could stare at me. Do you know how hard it is to sit there and KNOW someone is now staring at you? I had to leave.
I have to admit, I do learn something often now that I am out. Friday night I learned...don't sit next to two guys on a blind date. No matter how much you like the drama.
Now as an addendum to last weeks post about attending church, some here asked if I had photos. Luckily someone else did and sent me one. I think I look a little worn but here it is
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OK, out on the town all weekend again (yawn...I know you have heard it all before and thus it isn't really exciting anymore....). But Friday night was a new experience. There is a "sister" I meet every Friday. She has been around the community for a long time and she knows a lot more people than I do so frequently she is with someone. We always talk and have a drink before she goes off to dance the night away. So it was Friday night. The three of us sitting in an area that can hold 4-5 people. I don't usually take that space when alone but there were three of us. And when the other two left there wasn't a place for me to move so there I sat all self conscious in this big old place...alone...by myself.
A gentleman was sitting next to me is single chair and asked if he could set his drink on my table. Since he had ordered food, I slid over and asked him to share the space (let me try and explain, it is sort of like an open booth that faces the piano with a table in front). He slid over and introduced himself. After a few minutes, and several checks of his cell phone and texts, he explained he was waiting for a blind date. He had "met" his date on a site designed for hookups. Never had met the man in person and was, I think, having second thoughts because his date was seemingly lost. In the meantime, we chatted. When the date showed up I slid to the far end so they could sit next to each other.
You know how you can see a disaster coming but you cannot look away? UH-huh, that's what I saw. From the moment they sat next to each other, 'each other' wasn't what they had in mind. They were both texting and looking around the bar at other people. They were even commenting to each other about how they would like to meet other patrons. They both talked to me more than they talked to each other. The original guy was fixated on a man in the corner, who did seem to be looking at him as well.
"Would you go ask that guy if he would go out with me?" he asked me. What the heck, it wasn't MY life. So I started to slide over to get up and ask the guy in the corner if he wanted to date this guy who I had just met maybe an hour ago who was on a blind date with a guy who had no sense of direction and seemed to be more interested in texting someone else. You see the train wreck coming right? He stopped me and said he was just kidding. OK...
The 'date' decided to smoke (and here is a lesson...if you smoke bad things can happen). While he was outside, Mr Original guy (you all are keeping up here right?) looked at me and said "I think I will just leave. Is it OK if I just leave? I should just leave. I don't like him, I should leave." (OK leave already...sheesh). No, I really told him to leave. He stood up and looked at the guy in the corner.
"Will you go over there after I leave and give him my card and ask if he is interested?" (I know I know...stay out of it Lori..that train is about to derail and you have front row seats). He handed me his card and left. The date returned.
"He left me didn't he?" Um...yeah "This always happens to me" (Maybe give up cigarettes or find a guy who smokes too?) Awkward sitting there with a jilted date. He stormed out and once again I was sitting in a large booth...alone. But now I had a card with some guy's name and phone number whom I had no interest in. Oh yeah, the guy in the corner. I walked over. The guy smiled as I approached.
"Um that guy who was sitting over there was wanting to know if you would like to meet him and I have his card if you are interested and he would like you to call him (breathe) if you are interested and here is his card..."
"No" I stopped. "No, I don't want to meet him" Oh Ok then, sorry, I will just slink over here and sit where I was. "But I would like to ask YOU a question."
:eek: Holy...! I mean ...No "Holy" covers it. It wasn't Mr Original he was staring at; it was the TG. I looked back at him.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" This is what I get frequently now. That exact wording. Can I ask you a personal question. OK, go ahead. "Do you like being stared at?" Well that is new anyway. Yeah I do, I put a lot of time and effort in looking like a tramp so, yes I want to be noticed. I told him I wanted to be noticed. That satisfied him. I guess he wanted to make sure he could stare at me. Do you know how hard it is to sit there and KNOW someone is now staring at you? I had to leave.
I have to admit, I do learn something often now that I am out. Friday night I learned...don't sit next to two guys on a blind date. No matter how much you like the drama.
Now as an addendum to last weeks post about attending church, some here asked if I had photos. Luckily someone else did and sent me one. I think I look a little worn but here it is
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