A Night in the Embrace of My Coworkers
After I notified the office that I really have decided to end my time there, Sarah made some side remarks that she's going to try to get me out Friday night and get me plastered. Now, I don't drink. I will drink, but only in very small amounts on special occasions and I don't do it unless I'm very very comfortable and safe with people I trust. So my first instinct would be to shake Sarah off and just spend Friday night at home as usual. But truth be told I'm feeling kinda guilty for leaving the office and I need to get out more and experience some things. So last night, I went out. Here's what happened:
Attending were Sarah, her partner Antoine, my sister Val and our coworkers Roseanna and a second Val. They started me off at Sarah's SE Portland house with a hard lemonade. 11 ounces of 10 proof. No problem. Pussy-weight even. But I never drink so small amounts probably have horrible effects on me. We then split and ended up at a lesbian bar, The Egyptian Room, on 37th and Division in SE. I was surprised to see that another work acquaintance and her two friends met us there. Her name escapes me at the moment but she comes in every Thursday morning to copy patient records for legal stuff. I know her off-hand as the DBS girl. Immediately they got me another Mike's.... and then another. By that time, everyone else was hittin the hard stuff and getting pretty loose. My sister is quite loud, goofy and unapologetically vocal when she's on her way to getting drunk. It's kinda funny.
I'm uncomfortable in bars. But, to my astonishment, I let my guard down and began enjoying being the only guy at the table. It was quite apparent that I was doing everything right because everyone seemed to be excited about me being there... Probably because they all know I'm hard to get out and get liquored up. But things got interesting when the DBS girl suddenly grasped me from behind, pulled me off my stool and dragged me onto the dance floor. Everyone was cheering and clapping and for a moment, it was louder than the music. I'm a horrible dancer, trust me. Horrible. But I did okay, we seemed to enjoy ourselves! When I finally returned to the table, Sarah then dragged me out there. Sarah was quite physical and I could tell she was a little tipsy. She had me dancing a second time later on just before the two Vals and I had to leave.
We left kinda early (11 PM) but the three of us felt that if we were there any longer, we'd all be drinking and no one would be able to drive. Three drinks in me and I was a little goofy. Not really at all tipsy or anything, just a little warm and fuzzy and giggly.
If I let myself think too much about my dancing, I'm afraid I'll realize how embarrassed I should be feeling right now. The DBS girl is very pretty. Blond, short, thin, light... My sister couldn't stop talking about it. I hope she had a good time! Sarah sure did! She made a comment while we were dancing that she'd been waiting for this for months. Her partner, Antoine, even got an ass-grab in and commented that I've got quite an ass. She practically leaped on me to get a feel. After that, sis and I got a dozen doughnuts and camped out at my her place watching TV.
I'm sure Monday will be one hell of a day at work. My god, the stories. Yea, it was quite the night. I even think I had a good time. I didn't expect to admit that. Yea, I actually went to a bar (A lesbian one no less), danced with the DBS girl, got a smidgen buzzed and even got molested by my coworker's partner after she grinded me on the dance floor. Twice. I don't mind any of it. It actually was a lot of fun, even the ass-grabbing.
Monday is gonna be hysterical.
Attending were Sarah, her partner Antoine, my sister Val and our coworkers Roseanna and a second Val. They started me off at Sarah's SE Portland house with a hard lemonade. 11 ounces of 10 proof. No problem. Pussy-weight even. But I never drink so small amounts probably have horrible effects on me. We then split and ended up at a lesbian bar, The Egyptian Room, on 37th and Division in SE. I was surprised to see that another work acquaintance and her two friends met us there. Her name escapes me at the moment but she comes in every Thursday morning to copy patient records for legal stuff. I know her off-hand as the DBS girl. Immediately they got me another Mike's.... and then another. By that time, everyone else was hittin the hard stuff and getting pretty loose. My sister is quite loud, goofy and unapologetically vocal when she's on her way to getting drunk. It's kinda funny.
I'm uncomfortable in bars. But, to my astonishment, I let my guard down and began enjoying being the only guy at the table. It was quite apparent that I was doing everything right because everyone seemed to be excited about me being there... Probably because they all know I'm hard to get out and get liquored up. But things got interesting when the DBS girl suddenly grasped me from behind, pulled me off my stool and dragged me onto the dance floor. Everyone was cheering and clapping and for a moment, it was louder than the music. I'm a horrible dancer, trust me. Horrible. But I did okay, we seemed to enjoy ourselves! When I finally returned to the table, Sarah then dragged me out there. Sarah was quite physical and I could tell she was a little tipsy. She had me dancing a second time later on just before the two Vals and I had to leave.
We left kinda early (11 PM) but the three of us felt that if we were there any longer, we'd all be drinking and no one would be able to drive. Three drinks in me and I was a little goofy. Not really at all tipsy or anything, just a little warm and fuzzy and giggly.
If I let myself think too much about my dancing, I'm afraid I'll realize how embarrassed I should be feeling right now. The DBS girl is very pretty. Blond, short, thin, light... My sister couldn't stop talking about it. I hope she had a good time! Sarah sure did! She made a comment while we were dancing that she'd been waiting for this for months. Her partner, Antoine, even got an ass-grab in and commented that I've got quite an ass. She practically leaped on me to get a feel. After that, sis and I got a dozen doughnuts and camped out at my her place watching TV.
I'm sure Monday will be one hell of a day at work. My god, the stories. Yea, it was quite the night. I even think I had a good time. I didn't expect to admit that. Yea, I actually went to a bar (A lesbian one no less), danced with the DBS girl, got a smidgen buzzed and even got molested by my coworker's partner after she grinded me on the dance floor. Twice. I don't mind any of it. It actually was a lot of fun, even the ass-grabbing.
Monday is gonna be hysterical.