oh the fun we have...
o.k., i am one of those women who rarely gets hit on. i must look intimidating, or something, or just too fucking gorgeous (ha!) because i just have never had the kind of life where guys or girls wander up to me at bars. (now me wandering up to hotties after a few drinkies...that's another story. cgilbe1 can tell you how i get when i see something i want. ARE YOU GONNA CALL ME WHILE YOU'RE HERE, OR WHAT? just razzin' ya.)
*anyway*
this situation is fine with me most of the time.
HOWEVER, when men do find the need to come up to me at bars, why is it always half drunk middle-aged white guys?
my girl Phoebe and i went out for some badly needed girl talk last night, and sauntered into the White Tiger in the west village. west village -- we're safe, right?
well, we certainly weren't safe from the men of
THE CLAYMORES!
(for those of you too lazy to follow the URL, they're 45 year old Celtic rockers from Australia)
they asked us for a restaurant recommendation, and Phoebe being a great foodie gave them a good one, and i recommended some bars...harmless enough! then they bought us drinks to say thanks and suddenly became a fixture at our table. much to our chagrin.
well, if one thing came out of it...i now fully know what a bad rap we have all around the world. unfortunately, according to these guys, the rest of the world thinks that everyone in America voted for that jackass in washington, and that we're all freaky right-wing "Christians."
at least i was able to set them right. unfortunately, it was at the cost of time with my girl.
<sigh.> i guess i got a free beer, right?
o.k., i am one of those women who rarely gets hit on. i must look intimidating, or something, or just too fucking gorgeous (ha!) because i just have never had the kind of life where guys or girls wander up to me at bars. (now me wandering up to hotties after a few drinkies...that's another story. cgilbe1 can tell you how i get when i see something i want. ARE YOU GONNA CALL ME WHILE YOU'RE HERE, OR WHAT? just razzin' ya.)
*anyway*
this situation is fine with me most of the time.
HOWEVER, when men do find the need to come up to me at bars, why is it always half drunk middle-aged white guys?
my girl Phoebe and i went out for some badly needed girl talk last night, and sauntered into the White Tiger in the west village. west village -- we're safe, right?
well, we certainly weren't safe from the men of
THE CLAYMORES!
(for those of you too lazy to follow the URL, they're 45 year old Celtic rockers from Australia)
they asked us for a restaurant recommendation, and Phoebe being a great foodie gave them a good one, and i recommended some bars...harmless enough! then they bought us drinks to say thanks and suddenly became a fixture at our table. much to our chagrin.
well, if one thing came out of it...i now fully know what a bad rap we have all around the world. unfortunately, according to these guys, the rest of the world thinks that everyone in America voted for that jackass in washington, and that we're all freaky right-wing "Christians."
at least i was able to set them right. unfortunately, it was at the cost of time with my girl.
<sigh.> i guess i got a free beer, right?
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illstabyou:
I was at some bar in our turf in Brooklyn -the Yabby before they closed it down- and some guy who appeared very out of place there offered to buy me a drink. I was kind of creeped out at the time, but looking back at it I'm kind of flattered. 
kingskottie:
