| Jan 13th 2008
This was my second time out, I was feeling pretty good (it's strange that almost getting into a fight with a drunk person at work will do for you).
I had just finished work and wanted to go to some sort of bar or club but we were to late. Instead we went to a hooters with the intention of just getting drunk (there was three of us).
We sat down and the waitress (an HB 9.5) noticed my shirt, which was my work apparel (peacocking without trying, ha!) and we had something in common (I knew her roomate).
I then proceeded to use some cocky funny stuff on the one guy in our group who I didn't know, which got her laughing. We got our beers and our food and got into a discussion about how gay this one dude looked and acted.
So I called over one of the waitresses and said
I need a female opinion on this, "Does he look gay to you?"
waitress (HB8)-No, I can't really tell though my gaydar is no good
me-okay, she doesn't know cause she's half retarded (got her to laugh)
We went on to make fun of how this guy was gay. Then our origional waitress came over (HB9.5) and sat down as well (cause we were all having a good time.
me-you've decided to join the party, I guess we can squeeze you in...your not that big (got shock first then a laugh). We just found out that this guy is gay, just came out right now, your friend here was no help though.
HB9.5-he looks a little fruity.
me-I'm detecing an accent, are you girls british?
HB8-ya, we are.
me-that's got to be the least sexy of all the accents for a woman (disqualifier?)...other then maybe a german accent, cause they sound like more of a man then this guy.
HB8&9.5-laughs aand are a little shocked
me-Is it true what they say about british women?
HB8-what do they say?
me-two things, firstly they have bad teeth, probably because all the tea and crumpets you inhale (said jokeingly).
Girls-we don't have bad teeth.
me-you can't be the ones to decided that, you can't even see your own teeth right now. Give me some big smiles. (they smile)
(I look at there teeth for a second then pinch my nose). fewwww, your teeth are straight but your breath stinks, have you been eating a dead skunk? (could have went into U vs. C shaped smiles)
Girls-laugh, (HB9.5)-my breath doesn't really smell does it.
me-(with a straight face initially then a crack of a smile)-yaaa it does, don't worry I have a pack of gum which you can use.
HB8-What was the other thing that you were going to say.
me-Wooow, wow, wow, slow down I'm the one telling the story here blondy. The 2nd thing which is said about british women is that they can drink you under the table...(look cockeyed at @ HB9.5 and shake my head) and no, I'm not talking about about a blowjob under the table, I'm saying that you can hold your liqour. You dirty girl.
Girls-laugh
We then talk about drinking for a little while before we decided to leave.
When paying (separate bills, my friend, the non "gay" one starts talking to the HB8) I isolate the HB9.5 and use two qualifiers on her. Mysteries beauty is very common and one which I read about here specifically for a restaurant about finding out why we should choose her as our waitress next time, with her bad breath and all (push her jokeingly)
me-Give me your number and we'll find out what your really about kiddo.
HB9.5-I don't know, I've never done this before.
me-Hey there's a first time for everything, are you scared your boss will get you in trouble?
HB9.5-no, just I wasn't expecting this, but okay.
Finished with a hug and CC
HB9.5-You have a good night guys
me-Don't you tell me what to do
The funny thing aobut this is that on the cab ride home I lost my phone in the cab and have not yet been able to get it back.
Any input on my "game" would be very helpful, I'm still very new to this and need all the help I can get
Cheers!
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