Good men are like bears, they can smell bitch!
A good friend of mine made that up after she heard my story I am about to share with you, granted it applies to so much more. Thanks K!
So I’m not ashamed to say that I’m in between relationships and am currently on one of the higher profile online dating sites. Although the decision did come along with reprimand by some closer lady friends (not the grandpa companion kind), telling me how crazy the online women are. I decided against my lady friend advice and said fuck it, let’s do this. I’ve been on for a few months now and I was just beginning to feel like the dedicated web-dating hours were starting to pay off.
However, a recent event turned this into an interesting journey. One of the more interesting experiences happened when I saw an ad for a local singles event. Over 115 ladies signed up by the time I had myself and my wingman Jay registered. If I was one to gamble on numbers, this seemed like great odds.
So, the event started at 7 p.m. on a Thursday evening and since we know how ladies love to be fashionably late we ended up grabbing dinner right around the corner followed by a few fashionably late slamming of IPA’s to build up our liquid courage. It was time – Jay and I headed to the swanky “single ladies” rooftop bar. As soon as we hit the top step of this bar both of us looked at each other in disbelief at the carnival happening in front of us!