Well. I am new to the community. This is my first field report. It won't be to great because I don't know the lingo yet and I haven't read any of the books as of yet.
The night started like most my Thursdays. I had a few drinks at home with my friend FloDog. (he just joined the community yesterday I think) Then got dropped off at the bar. It was a VERY slow night and not a great place for sarging. So I down a picture and was getting ready to leave when this cute little blond girl sat down next to me to order a drink.
Bartender: What would you like to drink
(I interrupted her)
Gotar: She wants a Jack and Coke and I'll take one as well put it on my tab.
She turned to look at me with her eyes wide open
HB: How did you know. I love Jack and Coke!
we drank talked blah blah blah come to find out. I don't think she was going to order a Jack and Coke because later she said this...
HB: Well, I don't really like Jack and Coke as much as... (blah blah blah)
She listed off about five drinks. I believe by me taking command and SAYing she wants and Jack and Coke made her think that was what she wanted. We talked and drank until about 10:30pm. It was around 8pm when she got to the bar. I was out drinking really early that night. So I buy around 10:30 I was drunk. The bar never picked up and look like a dead deal. I like large crowds so I left. I got her name but forgot and I am not sure if I got her number (more on this in a bit). I went to another bar and it was good hunting ground. Drinks. Pool. More Drinks. More Pool. Spotted a group of two HBs. Went to there table and talked for a bit... about what I have no clue I was to drunk. When I am drunk for some fucking reason I have an accent that comes out. Not on purpose I think it is a mix of slurred words and that fact that I lived in another country for 3 years. Any ways one of the girls after about 20 mins ask
bitch: Where are you from?
Gotar: Kansas most my life.
bitch: So you always talk with a fake English accent then to try and impress the woman.
FUCK!!! I am not sure what I said next but I remember looking at her and thinking "fuck you!" I should have shot back with a snappy reply. Something funny. But like I said I was drunk.
I left the table because that girl pissed me off. I spotted 3 HBs sitting by the exit door so I decided to sarge them and if nothing good came of it I would just walk to another bar across the street. I did well with them ... I think... hung out with them until the bar closed. I can't remember much but I do remember I had them laughing... With me not at me
Well I have no idea what happen because I got WAY to drunk and woke up at home. I guess I walked all the way home. I checked my pants pocket this morning to see if I still had all my belongings. I found a note in my pocket that said. "REMEMBER ME!!!" Who the hell gave me this I though. I flipped it over and YES!!! I have a name Lauren and a number. The problem is Who the hell was this girl?!?!?! From bar 1 or bar 2 and if from bar 2 then what freaking girl was Lauren? I grabbed my camera to see who was on it because I was out taking pictures. But the damn memory card was gone!!! WTF! That sucks.
Advice to myself.
* Get better at remembering names and faces
* Don't get smashed. I am normally not that bad. It was just a long week.
* I should have stuck with HB1 at the first bar. I had her in my hands.
Hmmm... lets call this Lauren girl.