Not Going to Complain This Time (Gasp!)

A couple of friends and I went to a bar a couple of weeks ago that some of our other friends discovered way back in 2000 or 2001.  It's just not the same (but neither are we), but it was fun nonetheless.

While waiting for the bathroom, I started talking to the cute girl behind me and found out some interesting things about her (people were taking their sweet time in the two unisex bathrooms).  When another girl came out of the bathroom on the left, she said something like, 'Make sure you use this one because the other one is in bad shape.'  I let cute girl go ahead because I'm a gentleman, and I was wearing my top hat and monocle.  When she was done, we exchanged names, and "C" was nice enough to invite me to the birthday party in the private room in the back to have a drink.

I'll make this short, and I will say that I can be pretty cynical and grumpy about the state of San Francisco's social scene only because there have been too many times where people have either been rude, pretentious, or just downright unwilling to engage in normal human interaction.  I should elaborate, but there must be others who have had the same experiences.  So, this is basically, a "Thank You" to those people at the birthday shindig for reminding me that there are nice, down-to-earth people out there.

Of course, "C" eventually started talking about her ex-boyfriend not being able to take care of her house cat anymore because of her new boyfriend... who materialized out of thin air 20 minutes into our conversation.  Thank goodness a friend/coworker of hers had joined the conversation earlier, making that situation a little less awkward.  I could see the tall British (accent gave it away) boyfriend taking a few glances at me with thoughts like, "I wonder who this new guy is.  I've never seen him at the office... Is he hitting on my lady?"  It was never actually awkward, and the boyfriend never really gave off any vibe that he wanted to punch me in ribs.

At least, I can say my luck and timing with the ladies are still the same as they were when I first stepped into that bar 10 or so years ago.  Oh, yeeeaaahh...

ps: this is one of many posts that were just sitting around as drafts.  Lazy, I know...