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Last night the roomie and I went to our local “dive” bar for a couple of quick drinks and to celebrate the holiday weekend. I use “dive” in quotes because this is not a dive in the true sense of the word. They throw a few peanuts on the floor, sure, but the crowd is not over 60, and they play bumping music and charge a cover. SO, not really a dive bar in my book.
In any case the roomie and I opted to order martinis. Why, you ask? Two reasons. One, I am a huge fan of olives. They are delicious and I could live off them if need be. And two, because I have this nifty VIP card that gets you half off your first round of drinks. I wanted to make sure we were getting a good deal (and in my book, 2 martinis for $7 dollars is a damn good deal).
So there we are, sipping our martinis, checking out guys, dancing to some Whitney Houston and having a jolly time. We talked to a couple of guys, before I zeroed in on a guy that was actually kinda cute. Good smile, cute hair, rocking the scruff, wearing flannel and holding a blackberry. I was intrigued. I decided he must be a laid back guy who actually had a job, and therefore someone I’d like to talk to.
He and his friend were standing right next to us, so it was only a matter of time before they began chatting us up. As I start to talk to the flannel wearing dude, the first thing he brings up is my martini. He’s all incredulous that I am drinking a martini in a “dive” bar. I nicely explain to him the reasoning for said drink and he looks at me unconvinced and then says that he just assumed I was one of those ” downtown girls.” As someone who hates downtown, and hates downtown girls even more, that pissed me off a lot. But I continued to talk to him for a bit, thinking, surely, he’d change his impression once he knew more about me. Nope. He had clearly decided I was a prissy bitch and not for him.
At first, I was pissed. Who the F are you to judge me based on a drink? But then I thought about it for a bit. Aren’t we all judging all the time? I mean, didn’t I want to talk to him because he was wearing flannel and carrying a blackberry? Maybe the real lesson here is to pay closer attention to how people might perceive you. I’m not saying don’t get your martinis, I’m just saying be well aware of what that martini is saying about you. Same goes for what you wear, what color your hair is, how tall your heels are, how low your shirt is, etc.
More importantly, Mr. Judger also taught me to stay open past a snap judgment. I don’t blame this dude for originally thinking that I was prissy. But I do think it was lame to hold onto that perception even after talking with me. The incident was a great reminder for me to talk to guys I wouldn’t normally consider. Just because someone is wearing a V neck doesn’t necessarily mean they are a douche, right?
So really, allow me to take this time to say a public thank you to Mr. Judger. Sir, you taught me not one, but two, valuable dating lessons and provided me with a topic for this blog post. So thank you, Mr. Judger, and good luck meeting that someone special. Hope she likes beer.
Début de l'événement
28.01.2022
Fin de l'événement
30.01.2022
Code postal
3325
Ville
SA
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