Finally A Normal Night

So all my other hunting adventures have ended kind of awkward. Last night was my first normal one with great insights into male signals.

My wing lady and I stood on our tiptoes, outside of Meze Cafe and Lounge, looking through the window to see if they had a crowd. As we discussed our options, two guys came out. Now something yall need to know about me, here in Milwaukee, is that I have a Black Man Radar that has emerged in my months here. My Black Man Radar is basically a quick identity scan of any and all African American Men that pass me by because I rarely see any here in the city. My scan consists of three elements; clothing, attractiveness, and physical build. Yes, I recognize this is shallow, but lets be honest, you want to be with someone you are attracted to and feel they are on your level. So I judge and then talk. The main reason why my Black Man Radar has emerged is because you don't see ANY Black Men in downtown Milwaukee. Yes you will find your brothers on the North side but the majority of them are not my type nor on my level. Plus I never GO on the North side, so I don't get to see them. Hell, if I had the ability to be on the North Side I would probably be scanning those brotha's too. Anyways back to our story....

As we were trying to see who was in Meze two men walked out. One Hispanic, one black, and the radar went on. They told us no one was in there and they were headed to Mikey's. We were going to Taylor's so I told them, "No. You guys need to come with us two beautiful ladies to Taylor's." Yep. Just as bold as that. They looked at each other and said ok.

We sat at Taylor's chit chatted for a little bit, and little did these men know we were observing their actions. Here is what I learned:

1. Sit at the bar with guys you randomly pick up on the street, so you can get out of a situation if you do not like it. Not saying they were bad at all, we just didn't even get a chance to check our options.

2. They did not try to buy our drinks so they were not immediately interested in us, they were just chillin' like we were. Which was ok, scoping the situation.

3. The black guy mentioned that he had kids and was the first to finish his drink, while his boy was nursing his. Verbal translation * The father was more interested in seeing what Mikey's had to give while his friend wouldn't have minded sitting with us for a little longer.

4. The Father gave us his email address which meant he thought we were cool but he didn't know exactly what to do with us.

While we were talking to these men, another brother walked in. I was like shit! Gotta get rid of these cats. LoL! ....Ain't that awful... I hope no one ever says that about me. Anyway, as soon as the two guys we picked up left, my girl called over the dude I had been eyeing. I haven't had such easy and fun conversation with a male individual in a lonnnngggg time. It was great.

Our new buddy was from the Dominican Republic and had a passion for life. He enjoyed going out, playing the piano, and learning about our lives. Homeboy even offered to get both of us drinks. We had to wake up early for work, so having a third rum and pineapple for the night was not an option. So we got his email addi, said our goodbyes, and headed home.

"So what did you think?" said my wing lady. I told her I wasn't really interested. Immediately she retorted back, "Why?" And I said, "Hes not really my type. Hes fun, and a great conversationalist, but I don't think I am attracted to him in that way." What an interesting reaction to a guy who was polite, could hold a conversation, was unique, and in general was a good time. After I thought about it some more, I was like why not just get to know the kid and see where things go instead of predicting my feelings. Just be. So that's what I am going to do. Send him an e-mail and just be.