Feel Free To Drink The Water
Tonight we decided to take our act on the road. By the road, we mean the bars that encompass the great city of Boston, MA.
Our first stop was The Greatest Bar. It's not actually the greatest bar, but apparently someone named it as such and all in all it wasn't exactly a bad time. Actually, this was the only place that didn't include us ditching guys that were hitting on us and we got to watch the Red Sox on this massively huge screen. Is there really any arguement to THAT being an alright time?
From there, we started walking and then decided a cab was better. In the end, it took us to The Liquor Store. No, not an actual liquor store, it's just called that. We had VIP status and were allowed to cut to the front of the line, only, there was no line by the time we arrived. Way to steal our spotlight. We got our groove on there. There were a lot of sketchy guys grinding up on us, but they did give you your 40s in a brown paper bag AND there was a mechanical bull (that the line was too long for us to want to stay to try out), so we took one for the team and played it out like champs. We're pretty sure we were there for almost an hour. That has to say something, right?
We then decided it was time to meet up with a friend of Miranda's at Henessey's. Of course, we waited in line (sans VIP status) and by the time we paid our cover and got inside.....the text of "We're outside" was received. We decided to stick it out regardless. It wasn't the worst choice at first, but things took a turn that was like that tsunami that hit last year.
Seemingly out of nowhere, a guy came waltzing over and held his beer bottle out to Miranda. She gave him quite the puzzled look which forced him to just walk away (like Kelly Clarkson told him to do). Game over, right? No, not even close. He came back.......with a friend!!! Trust us, it's not nearly as great as it sounds. With "Creep #1" gently caressing Miranda's back and "Creep #2" (see, those numbers come in handy) trying to go in for the kill on me (Sophie), all hope was almost lost. Then, through divine intervention, I (Sophie) made a break for it. Now, I would never leave Miranda to the wolves like that. I had a plan. A ridiculously adorable young man (who we later knew as "Jon") was at the bar, and I quickly whispered an S.O.S into his ear. This Jon character took a little while getting drinks for what seemed like everyone, but eventually he and his buddy came over and saved us from the fiery death that was nearing our fate.
Released from the shackles of creepiness, Miranda politely thanked her knight and I sparked a conversation in gratitude. Not long after, we were back to fend for ourselves. During this time, we watched the Sox beat the Mariners 9-4, listened to a pretty decent cover band, took phone calls from other possibly interested suitors and generally took in the scenes around us. And then, the lights came on......
"Jon"(on the right) and his buddy "Chris"(on the left), who had been chatting it up together at the bar after leaving us on our own, came back for a sequel appearance in our night. We talked with them for about 15mins, until two things happened. One: Last Call. Two: Miranda had had enough of the drunken babblings from "Chris". In an awkward moment, we said our goodbyes. By awkward, we mean they tried to give us hugs and both failed to find the balls to ask for our numbers (In particular, "Jon").
We left and walked back to the car. All in all, a good night on the town. Sure, there were some things that would've been better left on the cutting room floor, but what can you do?
Dating Tip #3: If you are meeting a girl somewhere and friends of yours are around, acknowledge the fact that she's there. It's not difficult to politely excuse yourself from hanging out with your friends (who you probably see all the time anyway) and make the girl feel less awkward for a moment. When you fail to pay any attention to her initially and then continue to pursue her, it makes it a little strange and we quite frankly don't know how to take it.
xoxo
Sophie and Miranda
3 Comments:
The cover band had more than two guys, but they played a pretty decent variety of covers (from Sublime to Skynyrd to Neil Diamond).
Though we understand the need to not look desperate, we don't mind them going back to talk to their friends. We do that too, it's cool.
We're not asking for a full on all night conversation, just a simple hello and some acknowledgement of our existence (especially when you invite the girl out).
xoxo
He could be. "Jon" has many possible nicknames, as he saved us originally, then walked away and ignored us, then returned drunk with his equally drunk buddy, "Chris".
There's "Drunk Jon & Chris", "Lifesavers Jon & Chris" and as you pointed out "No Balls" is certain an option that is open for use.
xoxo
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