ok so update (but the picture stays, ive taken a liking to it.) This is a three part.
Part 1 Went to down the hatch as it seems to have become a sunday ritual as of late. This week i just went down with my ""friend" carl because every one else was to hung over from saturday night. hah. Anyway carl is like that childhood friend that you're not sure why you're still friends with because he's very narrow minded and not really a big people person. Anyway, down the hatch sucked, we got there to late to make good use of the special (around 4pm) so we didnt really get quite as drunk as i usualy like to get when i go, and we definately didn't get enough wings. There was a group of girls there though, they took one of their boyfriends out for his birthday or something. So like a true loser i butted into their festivities and started talking to one of the girls about her tattoo. Very cool nautical theme, mermaid and such. Her name is Danna (spelling) we get to talking etc etc, i ask her number she gives me the "just got out of a relationship" line (i mean come on girls you need to come up with some new material cause i've heard that one so many times now its just stale) Carl decides to be an ass and start talking smack about them and turns the whole situation sour, which now that im thinking about it i probably would have been laughing my ass off if i wasnt trying to get a number. I appologise for his behavior, they leave, at this point now i turn around and carl has just dissapeared. Part 2. So yeah, now im sitting in manhattan with nothing to do, pretty buzzed and feeling friendly when all of a sudden bam the finest girl i have seen in a long ass time, tall thin big booty dark skin full lips gorgeous brown eyes dressed in tight clothes and just damn. Now usualy when a girl like this walks by i try and make eye contact and get that "fuck off loser" look that im oh so familiar with. BUT i got a foot up on this one, she's obviously lost. Now i work at a hotel so seeming concerned about some one elses problem when i couldnt give a shit less about them is like second nature to me. Hi, you look like your lost what place you lookin for etc etc by the way my name is rich nice to meet you. Oh hi my name is shanique (spelling) nice to meet you, yeah im lookin for blah blah blah. So i've never heard of this place before but i offer to help her find it eventualy we do.
(Yes i know its a gay bar)
So you meeting your man here or something. No im single im just meting a friend to hear his poetry. Oh really so its a poetry reading, mind if i join you? No not at all. So we're in this place listening to some dudes try and flow about some shit that they dont even know what they're talkin about and i hate poetry to boot but i can pretend i dont so its all good. We're talking a little bit havin a good time start getting a little comfortable with eachother, long story short the poetry ends i goto the bathroom (there was a long line) about 10 minutes later i come back and she's gone, i ask her friends friend if he seen her he says she thought i left so she left too. muthafugga.
Part three. hehe
In manhattan all alone yet again. Ok so its getting late and i have to work in the morning let me start walking back to the subway, oh look at that girl having a cigarette she's cute, wait she's looking at me too. Hi my name's rich how you doing. Hi my name is christy, im doing good, just waiting for my asshole boyfriend to call me. Oh you got a boyfriend well sorry to bother you. No its no problem at all why dont you come inside and buy me a drink.
Yeah so ive heard all this before she gets a bunch of free drinks and then her boyfriend shows up an i get into a fight right? Wrong. He never bothers showing up or calling so now we're up till 4 in the morning playing pool and having a good time and getting wasted. End of the night i pay the tab, turns out the bartender is one of her friends so the whole bill for the entire time was only 15 bucks!!!. So i need to leave at this point because i have to goto work in a couple hours, so i say goodnite and start to turn around and she says well dont you want my number? It's ok i know you got a boyfriend, you dont need to give me a fake number. So she says no really its not fake, call it. So i call it and i'll be damned it actualy works.
I get home at 7am by metro north. I work at 10. Im totaly wasted. I get two hours of sleep and wake up with a stomach full of undigested booze and mcdonalds breakfast foods. I feel considerably shitty through the entire day. Was it worth it?
YUP
Part 1 Went to down the hatch as it seems to have become a sunday ritual as of late. This week i just went down with my ""friend" carl because every one else was to hung over from saturday night. hah. Anyway carl is like that childhood friend that you're not sure why you're still friends with because he's very narrow minded and not really a big people person. Anyway, down the hatch sucked, we got there to late to make good use of the special (around 4pm) so we didnt really get quite as drunk as i usualy like to get when i go, and we definately didn't get enough wings. There was a group of girls there though, they took one of their boyfriends out for his birthday or something. So like a true loser i butted into their festivities and started talking to one of the girls about her tattoo. Very cool nautical theme, mermaid and such. Her name is Danna (spelling) we get to talking etc etc, i ask her number she gives me the "just got out of a relationship" line (i mean come on girls you need to come up with some new material cause i've heard that one so many times now its just stale) Carl decides to be an ass and start talking smack about them and turns the whole situation sour, which now that im thinking about it i probably would have been laughing my ass off if i wasnt trying to get a number. I appologise for his behavior, they leave, at this point now i turn around and carl has just dissapeared. Part 2. So yeah, now im sitting in manhattan with nothing to do, pretty buzzed and feeling friendly when all of a sudden bam the finest girl i have seen in a long ass time, tall thin big booty dark skin full lips gorgeous brown eyes dressed in tight clothes and just damn. Now usualy when a girl like this walks by i try and make eye contact and get that "fuck off loser" look that im oh so familiar with. BUT i got a foot up on this one, she's obviously lost. Now i work at a hotel so seeming concerned about some one elses problem when i couldnt give a shit less about them is like second nature to me. Hi, you look like your lost what place you lookin for etc etc by the way my name is rich nice to meet you. Oh hi my name is shanique (spelling) nice to meet you, yeah im lookin for blah blah blah. So i've never heard of this place before but i offer to help her find it eventualy we do.
(Yes i know its a gay bar)
So you meeting your man here or something. No im single im just meting a friend to hear his poetry. Oh really so its a poetry reading, mind if i join you? No not at all. So we're in this place listening to some dudes try and flow about some shit that they dont even know what they're talkin about and i hate poetry to boot but i can pretend i dont so its all good. We're talking a little bit havin a good time start getting a little comfortable with eachother, long story short the poetry ends i goto the bathroom (there was a long line) about 10 minutes later i come back and she's gone, i ask her friends friend if he seen her he says she thought i left so she left too. muthafugga.
Part three. hehe
In manhattan all alone yet again. Ok so its getting late and i have to work in the morning let me start walking back to the subway, oh look at that girl having a cigarette she's cute, wait she's looking at me too. Hi my name's rich how you doing. Hi my name is christy, im doing good, just waiting for my asshole boyfriend to call me. Oh you got a boyfriend well sorry to bother you. No its no problem at all why dont you come inside and buy me a drink.
Yeah so ive heard all this before she gets a bunch of free drinks and then her boyfriend shows up an i get into a fight right? Wrong. He never bothers showing up or calling so now we're up till 4 in the morning playing pool and having a good time and getting wasted. End of the night i pay the tab, turns out the bartender is one of her friends so the whole bill for the entire time was only 15 bucks!!!. So i need to leave at this point because i have to goto work in a couple hours, so i say goodnite and start to turn around and she says well dont you want my number? It's ok i know you got a boyfriend, you dont need to give me a fake number. So she says no really its not fake, call it. So i call it and i'll be damned it actualy works.
I get home at 7am by metro north. I work at 10. Im totaly wasted. I get two hours of sleep and wake up with a stomach full of undigested booze and mcdonalds breakfast foods. I feel considerably shitty through the entire day. Was it worth it?
YUP
VIEW 9 of 9 COMMENTS
nefaria:
damn optimism!...when the revolution goes down, you will be the first i stab...of course, if you beg and plead happen to have an offering of cheese fries, you may be spared the stabbing... 
kaseypoteet:
WHOA!! You've got the whole pirate thing down, don'tcha!! 
