What started off as a normal day, ended with me hanging out with a group of lesbians.
I told a friend I would dog-sit for her while she is out of town this weekend. We often return the favors because we live very close to each other.
We decided we would meet up after work to go over all the details with the pooches.
After we were done, she mentioned she was meeting her girlfriend who was with a group at a wine bar and asked if I wanted to go.
I hesitated for several reasons. I was not dressed to go out, unless you count a t-shirt I usually wear to work and a pair of jean shorts, with hairy legs.
The second reason? I was tired, with our staff on life support, work has been exhausting me recently.
Ironically, work is also the reason I decided to go... because my job is driving me to drink!
When we got to the wine bar they were closing so we decided margaritas were a good idea so we wwitched locations.
What started as a small group, ended up being 12 women sitting at a table. As I looked around I realized they were all lesbians.
Some were couples, some were single, and quite frankly none of it mattered to me at all.
The only thing I was concerned about was getting hit on, which as I think about it is just silly.
Hello?? I know when I'm talking to a gay or straight guy, so why wouldn't they know if they were talking to a straight girl?
And it's not like I care if I get hit on, it's flattering, I just hate awkward situations and disappointing, or letting someone know they are wrong.
But my fears were unfounded, because evidently I'm not as hot as I think I am! LOL
I guess the moral of the story today is always dress as if you could be going out, and don't overestimate yourself.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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