Social Experiment
So I'm trying to be friends with an ex (not the Rockstar, I'd like to think we can be friends). Last night we went out drinking and watched some college basketball (I'm about 50/50 with my teams winning so far). Anyway, I have no make-up on, I'm wearing my glasses because of the whole eye-lid being swollen thing (luckily it is not as bad as before) and a fleece pullover- lets just say I didn't whore it up as much as I might when going out on a usual Friday night. We go to about 3 bars and in the last one, while he is gone to the bathroom, I get hit on and some guy buys me a beer to which I accept, cause, hey, free beer! Well the ex come back at this time and pulls the macho-she's-with-me kind of thing. This of course pisses me off- it's only right for me to flirt with the guy who bought me a beer for that was the point of the beer buying, so I feel like a jerk because it looks like I'm that chick who came to the bar with a boyfriend and flirts with other dudes. Besides it's not like the guy would have stuck around once he got a good look at the Quasi-Modo eye anyway. Apparently its okay for the ex to get hit on, but not me. We talk about it, he apologizes and goes to buy himself a beer (let me just add here that I have made it very clear about how I feel about him). So what happens while he's at the bar? Some other guy starts talking to me and he pulls a semi-macho thing when he gets back.Things I learned about this social experience:
a) As long as no other guy seems interested in me, my ex can be friends with me.
b) If you are at a bar late enough at night even girls with glasses and puffy eyes will get hit on.
1 Comments:
Yes, for a long while I felt like the "last chance" girl. Now I'm prime rib baby! ;)
BTW, my night just got more and more uncomfortable. We ended up having another talk.
Post a Comment
<< Home