Girl walks into a bar…
She leaves with the big question, “Was that guy drunk or just socially awkward?”
I occasionally will stop at a random Pub on my way home from an outing. I don’t think this is strange, but apparently everyone else does. Each time I decide to do this, I get roughly five minutes with myself and my beer, before some guy or guys decide to strike up a conversation by stating how unusual it is to see a girl at a bar by herself. How am I supposed to respond to that? “Oh, cool.”?
Caitlin Rule: Do not attempt to start a conversation with a line that is difficult to respond to.
The strangers that I really love talking to, are the ones that are slightly socially awkward, but not enough to where you are unable to hold a conversation with him. I can handle socially awkward men, but for some reason socially awkward women freak me out. Anyway, I met one of these guys last week.
I had been moderately flirting with the bartender since I arrived. She was giving me the eyes, and I wasn’t sure if it was genuine, or if it was just the, “bartender way.” Bartender’s will flirt with her:
if it means getting a good tip. I usually have pretty good “gaydar,” but the red lights didn’t flash when I saw her. You never know in Los Angeles though. As the night progressed, it became very clear that my gaydar was off, and she was into me.
This pale, skinny kid takes a seat next to me. We exchanged MAYBE four sentences, and then he moves around in his seat and exclaims, “I’m so anxious right now.”
I just started laughing, I couldn’t help it. Social awkwardness at its best. I knew I was going to like him. Obviously, I asked why, and he just said he didn’t know, followed by more fidgeting in his seat. I made some joke, and he then, making fun of himself, yelled across the bar (way too loud of course) for a paper bag. We kept talking and he kept sharing too much information, like socially awkward people do, and saying inappropriate things, which socially awkward people do. I was loving it. It’s refreshing when compared to typical, humdrum small talk.
It was my time to leave, and the bartender slipped me her card, which I didn’t even ask for… I must have been on my game. This cute moment was quickly interrupted by socially awkward boy saying, “Wait, are you gay?”
Again, I just started laughing. Who asks that after only a ten minute conversation? I love this kid! “You’re not allowed to ask that until at least conversation number two,” I said joking around.
He then began harassing her, asking if she was gay and making conclusions. I was still laughing, but she was obviously annoyed. He apparently is a regular there, so she has to deal with him all the time as a customer, and not as the entertaining kid I got to experience. I ended up answering him honestly, responding with, “Occasionally.”
To top off his lack of interpersonal skills, he then pulled out his card, right in front of the bartender, and gave it to me. Did I just get two numbers in four seconds that are now in competition with each other? What made it all even more perfect, was that his card was a GUCCI card. He’s a sales associate as GUCCI. So brilliant.
I called the bartender and we got together a few nights later. I may have Matthew, the socially awkward Gucci worker, to thank for my steamy (such a Cosmopolitan adjective) night with her, because asking her the question, “So was that kid drunk or just socially awkward,” was the ice breaker that really got the evening going. I do hope to have Matthew as a drinking buddy again sometime soon though!