Melissa Rose
08-13-2013, 12:23 AM
After a River City Gems (http://www.rivercitygems.org) dinner social on Saturday evening, Debglam, rachelsloane and I went out for drinks. We went to Ink (http://inkeats.com/) which is a place Debby and I frequent on occasion, took Rachel to once before and with a previous experience chronicled in another thread (http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?193269-See-THIS-Is-What-Happens-When-We-Go-Out-To-Mainstream-Places!&highlight=) (hence the title of this thread).
The usual weekend hostess (Aja) was there and she has remembered Debby and I during our past visits. Debby and Rachel sat on the same side of the booth and I on the other side. Our server was super friendly and lingered to chat a little a few times. As an unrelated aside, she had a number of Hello Kitty tattoos which we asked about. We half joking invited her to stay and she said she would love to get hammered with us, but she had to work. The restaurant manager came by once, introduced herself and made sure all was well.
All was going well then BAM! Danielle happened. She just plopped into the open space next to me and proceeded to take over. She was in her late 20s by my estimate, had tiger stripe tattoos completely covering one arm and leopard spots completely covering her other arm along some additional tattoos scattered about. She seemed harmless, but as kinetic as a tasmanian devil on meth. Her conversation topics were all over the place. It is very hard to accurately describe what transpired. My vocabulary and writing skills are way too inadequate. After about 20-30 minutes of mayhem, Hurricane Danielle decides to depart. The whole thing was very amusing and surreal in a way. I swear through most of it, Rachel and Debby faces were saying “WTF is going on” and “better Melissa than us”. Both the server and manager came by to check on us and I noticed Aja keeping an eye on us.
Rachel went to the restroom and sat next to me when she returned. Whether she wanted to save me in case Danielle returned or was purposely leaving Debby venerable, it did not work. BAM! Danielle eventually returned and forced herself next to Rachel so there were three of us on one side. To make things even more interesting, there was an older, scruffy looking gentleman (my guess around 60) hanging out nearby. He was near the bar, but could see down into our booth. Danielle said it was her father, but we knew she was joking. He moved closest to me on the other side of a counter and low wall that separated our row of booth tables from the bar area. After saying hi, the first thing he says to me is if I wanted to do a body shot. I politely declined. Eventually “Pops” (our name for him) worked his way over to our table and ends up sitting next to Debby. He was fairly quiet, but Debby still did not look over joyed by him being that close. After being in the calm of the eye of Hurricane Danielle, there is another 20-30 minutes of pandemonium. Again, our server and the manager periodically checked in on us. Eventually Danielle and Pops wander off and it was time for us to leave anyway. We say our goodbyes and thanks to the Ink staff, the door checkers wish us a good evening and the three of us walk back to the car. We all agree there is no way to even adequately describe what happened - you had to experience it.
There is a line from the song “Manana” by Jimmy Buffett that goes “Don't try to describe a Kiss concert if you've never seen it”. That line seemed fitting to this situation. It was not a bad experience, but definitely a unique one. You never know who you are going to encounter while out among the muggles.
BTW, Aja is named after the Steely Dan album. The line from Bob Seger’s “Night Moves” comes to mind - “She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes”. I promise that is the last 70’s song references.
The usual weekend hostess (Aja) was there and she has remembered Debby and I during our past visits. Debby and Rachel sat on the same side of the booth and I on the other side. Our server was super friendly and lingered to chat a little a few times. As an unrelated aside, she had a number of Hello Kitty tattoos which we asked about. We half joking invited her to stay and she said she would love to get hammered with us, but she had to work. The restaurant manager came by once, introduced herself and made sure all was well.
All was going well then BAM! Danielle happened. She just plopped into the open space next to me and proceeded to take over. She was in her late 20s by my estimate, had tiger stripe tattoos completely covering one arm and leopard spots completely covering her other arm along some additional tattoos scattered about. She seemed harmless, but as kinetic as a tasmanian devil on meth. Her conversation topics were all over the place. It is very hard to accurately describe what transpired. My vocabulary and writing skills are way too inadequate. After about 20-30 minutes of mayhem, Hurricane Danielle decides to depart. The whole thing was very amusing and surreal in a way. I swear through most of it, Rachel and Debby faces were saying “WTF is going on” and “better Melissa than us”. Both the server and manager came by to check on us and I noticed Aja keeping an eye on us.
Rachel went to the restroom and sat next to me when she returned. Whether she wanted to save me in case Danielle returned or was purposely leaving Debby venerable, it did not work. BAM! Danielle eventually returned and forced herself next to Rachel so there were three of us on one side. To make things even more interesting, there was an older, scruffy looking gentleman (my guess around 60) hanging out nearby. He was near the bar, but could see down into our booth. Danielle said it was her father, but we knew she was joking. He moved closest to me on the other side of a counter and low wall that separated our row of booth tables from the bar area. After saying hi, the first thing he says to me is if I wanted to do a body shot. I politely declined. Eventually “Pops” (our name for him) worked his way over to our table and ends up sitting next to Debby. He was fairly quiet, but Debby still did not look over joyed by him being that close. After being in the calm of the eye of Hurricane Danielle, there is another 20-30 minutes of pandemonium. Again, our server and the manager periodically checked in on us. Eventually Danielle and Pops wander off and it was time for us to leave anyway. We say our goodbyes and thanks to the Ink staff, the door checkers wish us a good evening and the three of us walk back to the car. We all agree there is no way to even adequately describe what happened - you had to experience it.
There is a line from the song “Manana” by Jimmy Buffett that goes “Don't try to describe a Kiss concert if you've never seen it”. That line seemed fitting to this situation. It was not a bad experience, but definitely a unique one. You never know who you are going to encounter while out among the muggles.
BTW, Aja is named after the Steely Dan album. The line from Bob Seger’s “Night Moves” comes to mind - “She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes”. I promise that is the last 70’s song references.