Oh, what a night

What a night that was!

I hung out with a few friends at the bar where that bartender works. He told me before that he would get me a free pitcher of sangria. I didn’t expect him to do that. He was super busy so there was no time to say anything other than “hi.” The owner sat at our table and asked about us. He read our conversation on Facebook and asked if we are dating.

“Nope. I think he has a girlfriend,” I said.

“Does he? How do you know?”

“I’ve seen evidence.”

“So what if he has a girlfriend. Maybe they’re on rocky terms.”

SMH! What is with men these days? If you are going to cheat, break up. I don’t want to be used and it’s not fair to the girl. I’ve had enough. 

The owner calls the bartender over to ask if he has a girlfriend. He said he doesn’t! I had a feeling though that said he is full of crap. He didn’t sound confident. I wished he would have looked at me and said it.

My feeling said he lied.

The owner asked when we are going on a date. He said he always has him working and doesn’t know when he’s off. I don’t remember what days the owner gave him. We’ll see if that date happens. 

When we asked for the check, the bartender said not to worry about it. A man of his word. I wondered if I was going to get a secret message from him later that night.

Then my gang went on our merry way to a new place. It was poppin’! Of course, the Disbeliever and I got the black men. Black men really have such a prescience and personality! And they dress soooo well. The place closed and the bouncer told us we have to leave. 

“You are so gorgeous. Oh my God,” the bouncer said.

Wow, that was random.

“Thank you!”

“Wait for me outside,” he said.

Was I not going to listen to a gigantic bouncer?

I was talking with my friend and he saw me when he came out the door. 

“I want to kiss you from head to toe.”

Whoa there!

He kissed me on the lips. And left.

My friend said, “That’s it?!”

“Oh, I’m not done. That was a tease.”

Oh my goodness.

He kept coming in and out (haha) because he was managing a fight. He had to change his clothes to ride his bike home. I love me an athletic and eco-friendly man! Mind you, it was 3 a.m.

He comes back and kisses me again. He kept saying how gorgeous I am—in details! He would pinpoint every single thing about me. My dimples were first. Now, these babies are my favorite. I cannot remember any guy whom I have dated tell me that he likes my dimples. So I was loving this.

I generally like to get to know the person I’m hooking up with, so I ask him a bunch of questions. He is in the Army. Seems like a gentleman (although of course they would be on their best behavior to get some). The last time he drove his car was two weeks ago. And he had to go to a security officer training course at 5 a.m. in my town. And he was talking to me until 4 a.m. 

The one major drawback that I have with him is his age. He is 11 years older than me. I have never dated a guy that much older than me. Five years older is the max I would date. But I didn’t feel like I was talking to a much older guy. I didn’t care.

He kept raving about how beautiful I looked and I kind of shrugged it off. All I said was “thank you. I don’t hear that too often.” He didn’t believe me and asked how come I don’t have a boyfriend. I said that they don’t want to commit. 

Again, back to my looks. I said that this is raising my self-esteem. I don’t have low self-esteem, but his compliments raised it higher! He turned me around to my friend’s car so I can see my reflection. He was pointing at every single thing that he likes— some of which I never even thought of! It was really sweet. 

I am very aware that guys will say what girls want to hear. But whatever.

So we had a great time. We exchanged phone numbers. We’ll see what happens.

Oh, and the bartender from the bar did send me a secret message on Facebook saying that he hopes I had a good time. 

I sure did! :)

 

Keepin’ it real,

   Realist