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Observations of a bar crawler:
All right, so, last night a good friend of mine and I decide that we're sick of hanging out at his place drinking beer and playing video games (Baldur's Gate II for PS2 in case you're curious). We decide to head out and meet up with a one of his friends from work and start at one of the local dance clubs. It was alright, quiet night in the old town which is strange it being Friday night and all, but not completely out of the ordinary. A rather inebriated girl made a not all that vague pass at me, but well, she could barely stand up and wasn't all that attractive at that point so I smile and attempt to prop her back up. Then we decide that we've had enough of this little slow spot and head over to Superior, if you don't know Duluth MN and Superior Wis are only a few miles apart which you can cross by taking one of two bridges of Lake Superior or the St. Louis River, so, we head to "Soup Town" there we hit a Karoke bar, mainly because they serve killer Long Island Iced Teas, those bad boys will knock you down and then kick you a few times when you're on the floor. Great stuff.
We arrive there and make small talk with the bouncer (it's still rather early) then head into the bar proper. Sliding belly up to the bar, I notice rather quickly, that one of the bartenders is VERY attractive and I can't help but mention this fact to my companion. He agrees and we laugh about the insanity of attempting to pick up a waitress or bartender at a place like this. Can you imagine the number of (I was about to curse here but I don't think the board lets me) that they deal with on a daily basis? They've heard everything, countless times, from countless drunken jerks. This just means we'll talk to her and oogle... er, admire, that's the ticket.
Here's the meat of the story.
Now, no more than the attractive bartender finishes mixing our drinks these four girls come in, now, these are the type of girls that are dressed to kill in the short skirts, tight shirts and deadly smiles. The leader of the group saddles up to my buddy and starts talking to him, I assume he knows her, he knows a lot of people, I don't think much of it. She asks what he's drinking and he offers her a little of it which she promptly obliges. This is when I realize that he does not know this girl and her and one of the others in this group of four, a shorter dead sexy blonde, starts talking to him also. At this point we look at each other and I think we mouthed the words "here's trouble". That was right before the leader peeled off from Ryan and headed my way. We talked for a little bit and then they migrated away. At this point in the story Ryan and I have a little time to talk, we both realized right there that they were working the room to see how many drinks they can milk out of the horny bastards in the bar. Not a difficult trick when you look like they did but easy to see none-the-less. Not more than ten minutes later the blonde is back talking to Ryan and just sort of assuming his drink. Then she tells him that she'll "sing him a sexy song" if she gets her a beer. **sigh** Ryan, enjoying the company a little more than he should have been obliges and gets her a Long Island. The attractive bartender has been watching this whole thing transpire and has been looking over at us and laughing almost the entire night up to this point, so when Ryan orders the drink she makes is really weak, the one she made for me was nearly clear, only about a shot of cola for color (damn near perfect) the one she made for Ryan's "Date" was not near that potent. His date thanks him, runs her fingers across him again and then scampers off to regale her cohorts of her conquest I'm sure. Another bartender saunters over and informs us of what we were already quite aware, that the lovely ladies were smoozing for drinks, and the attractive bartender brings Ryan a Sucker from under the counter in honor of his generosity, or his just being a sucker. He also asks her at this point if she purposefully made the second one really weak, she just gave us this devious grin and said nothing. It was great. The little blond extortionist came back once again and was hitting poor Ryan up for something else, this time though, he fired back. I figure you can be nice and get the lady a drink once, but no more. He showed her the sucker and casually mentioned to her that the bartenders think he's a sucker because she's just playing with him, she of course denies it but knows she's been had and after a very flirtly few seconds makes her departure. Now this whole time the entire barstaff is watching him and laughing, because it is rather comical and since Ryan is such a nice guy it makes it even better. Oh, what happened to the girl that was talking to me, well, I must be really boring or the cowboy two seats down from me must have looked like an easier mark. Which was probably true, the only thing I wasn't happy about was that I didn't get a crotch rub like Ryan. **pout** Heh, nah, I had to make the snide comment that "you don't know where her hands have been!" when he told me about that. I suppose though ladies if you really want a guy to bend to your will that's one way to do it.
Later that night, we ran into the other two of that little foursome, they were the two that were sitting on the end of the bar when their friends broke off to appropriate drinks. We talked to those two and it was quite funny how seemed rather uncomfortable with the fact that the other two took off like that. Yet, I did notice that they had no issues reaping the spoils of conquest with the others.
All in all it was fun, we need to go back there because they bartenders were great.
Why I wrote this.... rant, of sorts. I'm not sure. Most likely because I'm at work, still a little drunk and bored out of my skull.
Enjoy.
All right, so, last night a good friend of mine and I decide that we're sick of hanging out at his place drinking beer and playing video games (Baldur's Gate II for PS2 in case you're curious). We decide to head out and meet up with a one of his friends from work and start at one of the local dance clubs. It was alright, quiet night in the old town which is strange it being Friday night and all, but not completely out of the ordinary. A rather inebriated girl made a not all that vague pass at me, but well, she could barely stand up and wasn't all that attractive at that point so I smile and attempt to prop her back up. Then we decide that we've had enough of this little slow spot and head over to Superior, if you don't know Duluth MN and Superior Wis are only a few miles apart which you can cross by taking one of two bridges of Lake Superior or the St. Louis River, so, we head to "Soup Town" there we hit a Karoke bar, mainly because they serve killer Long Island Iced Teas, those bad boys will knock you down and then kick you a few times when you're on the floor. Great stuff.
We arrive there and make small talk with the bouncer (it's still rather early) then head into the bar proper. Sliding belly up to the bar, I notice rather quickly, that one of the bartenders is VERY attractive and I can't help but mention this fact to my companion. He agrees and we laugh about the insanity of attempting to pick up a waitress or bartender at a place like this. Can you imagine the number of (I was about to curse here but I don't think the board lets me) that they deal with on a daily basis? They've heard everything, countless times, from countless drunken jerks. This just means we'll talk to her and oogle... er, admire, that's the ticket.
Here's the meat of the story.
Now, no more than the attractive bartender finishes mixing our drinks these four girls come in, now, these are the type of girls that are dressed to kill in the short skirts, tight shirts and deadly smiles. The leader of the group saddles up to my buddy and starts talking to him, I assume he knows her, he knows a lot of people, I don't think much of it. She asks what he's drinking and he offers her a little of it which she promptly obliges. This is when I realize that he does not know this girl and her and one of the others in this group of four, a shorter dead sexy blonde, starts talking to him also. At this point we look at each other and I think we mouthed the words "here's trouble". That was right before the leader peeled off from Ryan and headed my way. We talked for a little bit and then they migrated away. At this point in the story Ryan and I have a little time to talk, we both realized right there that they were working the room to see how many drinks they can milk out of the horny bastards in the bar. Not a difficult trick when you look like they did but easy to see none-the-less. Not more than ten minutes later the blonde is back talking to Ryan and just sort of assuming his drink. Then she tells him that she'll "sing him a sexy song" if she gets her a beer. **sigh** Ryan, enjoying the company a little more than he should have been obliges and gets her a Long Island. The attractive bartender has been watching this whole thing transpire and has been looking over at us and laughing almost the entire night up to this point, so when Ryan orders the drink she makes is really weak, the one she made for me was nearly clear, only about a shot of cola for color (damn near perfect) the one she made for Ryan's "Date" was not near that potent. His date thanks him, runs her fingers across him again and then scampers off to regale her cohorts of her conquest I'm sure. Another bartender saunters over and informs us of what we were already quite aware, that the lovely ladies were smoozing for drinks, and the attractive bartender brings Ryan a Sucker from under the counter in honor of his generosity, or his just being a sucker. He also asks her at this point if she purposefully made the second one really weak, she just gave us this devious grin and said nothing. It was great. The little blond extortionist came back once again and was hitting poor Ryan up for something else, this time though, he fired back. I figure you can be nice and get the lady a drink once, but no more. He showed her the sucker and casually mentioned to her that the bartenders think he's a sucker because she's just playing with him, she of course denies it but knows she's been had and after a very flirtly few seconds makes her departure. Now this whole time the entire barstaff is watching him and laughing, because it is rather comical and since Ryan is such a nice guy it makes it even better. Oh, what happened to the girl that was talking to me, well, I must be really boring or the cowboy two seats down from me must have looked like an easier mark. Which was probably true, the only thing I wasn't happy about was that I didn't get a crotch rub like Ryan. **pout** Heh, nah, I had to make the snide comment that "you don't know where her hands have been!" when he told me about that. I suppose though ladies if you really want a guy to bend to your will that's one way to do it.
Later that night, we ran into the other two of that little foursome, they were the two that were sitting on the end of the bar when their friends broke off to appropriate drinks. We talked to those two and it was quite funny how seemed rather uncomfortable with the fact that the other two took off like that. Yet, I did notice that they had no issues reaping the spoils of conquest with the others.
All in all it was fun, we need to go back there because they bartenders were great.
Why I wrote this.... rant, of sorts. I'm not sure. Most likely because I'm at work, still a little drunk and bored out of my skull.
Enjoy.