Hanging Out Solo...

I ’ve been told many times that going to a bar after work is a great way to meet men. I’ve also been told that I should go out without a bunch of girl friends because men are more likely to approach a single woman as opposed to a pack. So, after work last Thursday night, I decided to go to a nice restaurant and sit at the bar. As I sat there sipping on my second glass of Sangria, I saw someone    walking toward me.

"What's up? Let's get to know each other."
Yes, that’s exactly what this fool said as he slid up onto the stool next to me at the bar. (And yes, I meant to say “slid UP”). He had to be about 5”4”. Now before you stop to write me hate mail let me just say, there is nothing wrong with being 5”4” except that I am about 5”8 with my boots on. But this night was all about coming out of my comfort zone so I allow him to entertain me.
He continued,“My name is Greg. I work on cars. Not just any kind of cars. I work on classic cars….wonk wonk wonk, wonk… wonk….” I didn’t really hear what he was saying because….well, because…..I just didn’t care!
There! I said it! I just wanted him to go away.

GO AWAY GREG!

I mean, once you visually watch a grown man climb up onto a bar stool something just puts you in the mind frame of toddlers or little people. I don't really know.
...and that...is why...I blog because maybe if I write about my experiences I can:
A. Help others.
B. Help myself
C. Make somebody out there feel normal because no one can possibly meet as many losers as I do.
I don't know. You tell me!
--Royal