Friday night WL#1 and I made a stop at ZenDen. The crowd was a little skimpy but decent enough for our needs and diverse too. We were sitting by some dudes that were totally disinterested in us so we decided to make a quick move to two other men at the end of the bar.
Quick move was put at snail pace because the men got up and started talking to two females next to them. Ugh! We should have gone faster. Remember, like a Band-Aid.
So we sat back, sipped our drinks, and hoped for Prince Charming to walk in the door. He didn't come a walking in, but our targets at the end of the bar sat back in their original positions at the chair. Game on!
I did the 50/50 Abigail and they came right on over. One chatted it up with WL#1 and the other chatted with me. I wasn't really interested, but it was better than sitting and watching dudes walk by. I was receiving cute compliments, interesting questions, and good, respectful energy. Then things came to a halt as soon as my boy said he had a daytime girlfriend.
DAYTIME GIRLFRIEND?!?!?! Whats that supposed to mean? Someone please give me a definition because I did not get one from him. I hope the men who are in relationships are not walking around with daytime girlfriends and then at night laying low with their night time boo! That's straight up and down trash.
Needless to say, after about five more minutes of small talk WL#1 and I got to stepping back to the Cabaret for some more blues. Ha, how appropriate of our love lives.
Look out for WL#1 and my last adventure together, because she is about to head to VA. So sad, but I will make due
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