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Friday Socializing
I spent all of the previous week in semi-hermit mode. I worked, I exercised, I ate alone, I read, and I slept. Every day. By friday I was desperate to get out of the house and see friends. Fortunately, I managed to do that!

First I met up with Sken, KT, and L for dinner at BW3. I don't hang out with them enough, especially not in small groups, so that was really nice to do. Good food, good entertainment.

Later that evening, after picking up my bedroom some, I had yet another social event! N and A came over, and we hung out chatting for awhile. I returned some books I borrowed from them, and we talked about books and school and whatnot. It was cool. Then N kindly drove A and I downtown, and we went out for dessert, girl-talk, and drinks.

It was mostly a great time. We had lots of sugar and alcohol, and talked well into the night.

We did have an annoying drunk guy incident. We were sitting in a quiet bar at a window table. A few guys on the sidewalk saw us and decided to come in and be obnoxious. Two of them sat in the empty seats next to us and began talking.

They were blatantly hitting on us, asking us what we were drinking, asking if they could try some. A started flashing her wedding ring, trying to blind the guy next to her by catching the light and directing it into his cornea. One caught the hint. "Are you married?"

"Yes," she said, and I interjected quickly, "And I have a boyfriend." That didn't deter them though.

"You've made all the wrong choices," the guy next to me told me. "But this is your lucky day, because that's all changing, you'll see. I'm here and I'm everything you want."

Ugh. I laughed at him. At first I joked and flirted a tiny bit, just for fun, but I quickly started getting rude because that's how they were behaving. Rude and inappropriate. The waitress came to our table, but I told her they were leaving. She melted away without taking an order.

They got worse, complaining that A was being a sexual predator because she was wearing a sexy shirt even though she's married. When they started directly talking about her tits, being very offensive, I said, "You need to stop talking like that to my friend. It's uncool."

"Oh-ho, you're just complaining because we're putting her up on a pedestal, not you."

"I don't feel like I'm on a pedestal," she said, offended.

"Why don't you leave us alone," I said.

The guy next to me had already disappeared. While the other two were serious jerks, I think he was just a dork. He knew his companions had crossed a line, and he knew it was time to go. The other two took a little more convincing. "Go," I said. "You should leave." They'd been talking about going to Coney Island, so I added, "Go eat your chili cheese fries."

As they were walking away one of them got annoyed by that, turned around, and said something else. I actually made shooing motions with my hands, waving them on out of the door. Then they left. I saw them once on the sidewalk outside the window trying to do something, but I ignored them.

It's interesting because I am chronically nice, often too nice. I don't like to be rude, and I don't like to say anything direct that I might consider mean or hurtful. I tend to put up with a lot, sometimes to a fault. I think A tends toward that way too. For me to rudely and directly tell somebody to leave is almost unheard of! These guys deserved it though, because they had gone way beyond any definition of appropriate.

The jerks put somewhat of a damper on the end of the evening, but we managed to cheer up. We insulted them and talked about how awful they were with our waitress, and eventually relaxed and started having fun again. When the bar closed, N came to pick us up and take us home. He even loaned me a couple more cool-sounding books.

All and all, despite the drunk idiots, I had a great evening. I'm so glad I managed to get out of the house, be social, and see so many friends!

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From: jer_ Date: May 10th, 2008 03:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Sounds like an (overall) fun time. And, of course, you gals were completely in the wrong... I mean, if you didn't WANT those guys, why would you even go outside? And dressed all perty-like? UNACCOMPANIED? The NERVE you have! :P

From: writerwench Date: May 10th, 2008 03:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah... after all, doesn't EVERYONE know that women out without menfolk after dark are OBVIOUSLY on the look-out for some guy action?

Pchah. Those of the Calloused Knuckles persuasion appal me. I avoid going out alone because of just such incidents.
From: jer_ Date: May 10th, 2008 03:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
I know, it bothers me that women can't go out alone without it being a signal that they are "on the prowl". And "nice" seems to be treated as a weakness on which these idiots can prey. Suckage.
From: writerwench Date: May 10th, 2008 04:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Do you want something? Other than this withering look I'm giving you?"

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drgnfly From: drgnfly Date: May 10th, 2008 06:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
I haven't been treated so badly in a long time. I was called a cold-hearted bitch, a prude, and a sexual predator within the 10 minutes they were there. oh! And "if we were really into our men then we wouldn't have been out with each other on a friday night"
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 10th, 2008 08:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
They were so outrageous and insulting, it almost seemed like it was faked, you know? Like some ridiculous tv cliche... I'm glad they didn't stay longer than they did. Ugh.
From: writerwench Date: May 11th, 2008 09:12 am (UTC) (Link)
Did you get the feeling there was a hidden videocam somewhere nearby? What a bunch of neanderthal dorks.
rook543 From: rook543 Date: May 11th, 2008 04:48 am (UTC) (Link)
In a completely unrelated topic, here is the latest on the TEAM ALPACA logo. If you need any changes, let me know...I can get this to you in high resolution if you need. (I uploaded a hires version and it was too huge -- blotted out your whole LJ)

Let me know if you need any revisions...

Team Alpaca!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: August 18th, 2008 01:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hey you! I never did get around to telling you how much I loved your Alpaca logo, by the way. It's awesome! Much nicer than my prototype. *grin* I still intend to make this thing into a shirt....

A couple mods if possible?
I wonder if you could make the head a bit smaller. So the ears aren't confused by the text on top. Also, fewer spokes - a bike seems to have 5-10 per quadrant.

Also - you rock!!!!!
mbumby From: mbumby Date: May 16th, 2008 06:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
And it's not so much fear of, but desire to avoid such situations, even more than inherent shyness, that makes me be rude to just about everybody until I have a reason to be nice. I mean I don't try to run them down or slam doors in their face, I try to be at the top level very polite, but I don't meet eyes very often, and I don't tend to talk to them, and if they talk to me, I tend to answer as briefly as possible.
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