BPH
Master Don Juan
Back by (somewhat) popular demand, although there was no lay this weekend...a Field Report.
If you guys like reading these and the LRs, I might revive the journal or something to keep it all in one place. Anyway, this took place Thursday through Saturday, so I'll break this into separate nights:
Night 1
Thursday night was expected to be the first busy night back, with the first day of classes being next Monday. I work remotely on Fridays, so I decided to get a feel for things, plus I thought my buddy would be bartending, and he always hooks me up.
I get there, and am a bit surprised there's no line. Inside, it's quite busy, but not throughout the entire bar like I'm used to. There also wasn't a bartender working the very back bar, so everybody was congregated around the main bar by the front. My buddy actually wasn't bartending until tomorrow night, but I thought to make the best of things and see how the night goes.
There wasn't a whole lot to report tonight. The vibe was mostly that of almost every girl having an "OMG I missed you", rather than a "let's hook up" kinda night. Somehow, there were already some couples fighting - one involved this guy apparently hitting on his girlfriend's roommate, which was funny to overhear.
At one point, I was having a conversation with one of my friends who works there when a drunk girl came up to us both and started making small talk. She was cute, but not quite to my standards, so I tried to set her up with my friend. They exchanged numbers, he texted her, thanked me for the layup, and I went on with my night.
By closing time, I hadn't really talked to these girls. There were lots of cute girls, but very few knockouts - lots of 5s and 6s, some 7s, maybe 1 or 2 8s. One such 8 I started talking to at the bar. She had a blonde friend with her, sitting in this other guy's arms, who I'll assume is the boyfriend. But my girl was single, and we hit it off. We made some small talk, took a shot together, and I got her phone number, which I couldn't confirm at the time, since she had lost it at some point that night. I asked her what she was doing afterwards. She told me she was probably just going to sleep. I asked her if she'd like some company. She seemed interested enough, but told me she couldn't tonight, and "maybe tomorrow night".
The bar closed, I left, but she stayed in trying to find her phone. While that's happening, an extremely liberal-looking group of girls starts talking to me, and says their friend thinks I'm cute - it's quite an unattractive, bigger girl. So I lie and tell them I have a girlfriend, and point out it's the girl I just met who was inside, looking for her phone.
I'm waiting for my ride, and soon afterwards, while I'm checking my phone, I see the hot girl I just met follow me on Instagram. She leaves the bar with her phone, we talk for a little bit, and have a short "goodbye makeout" once my ride arrives. She goes into the same 7/11 as the liberal group, so I text her that they hit on me and I said she was my girlfriend, and to play along if they ask her. She sends me a bunch of laughing emojis. I ride home, and that's the end of this first night. This girl will come into play later.
Night 2
Went back to the same spot Friday night because this time my buddy was definitely working. Unlike the night before, there is a HUGE line. Luckily, I'm very good friends with all the staff, including the bouncers, so I'm able to skip right through that. I beeline it for where my buddy is bartending, and he hooks me up all night.
Similar to the night before, there's a lot of decent girls, but I'm really not seeing anybody so hot that I NEED to go up and meet them. I still talk to maybe 2 or 3 that I think are cute. They were all in relationships or had an "it's complicated" going on - but one asked me if I came here often, and said she would definitely let me know if things didn't work out.
I end up seeing someone who I THINK is the girl I'd met that first night. I text her asking where my gorgeous fake girlfriend is, and she responds to my question the night before, about where she found her phone, but doesn't tell me whether she's out or not tonight. So I go up to this girl and start talking to her like I know her, and she has no idea who I am. I'm thinking she just may not remember meeting me or something, so I lean in and remind her that we made out. She promptly pulls back in disgust and says she has a boyfriend - of whom she shows me a picture of them together as her phone wallpaper.
I'm extremely confused, so I walk away. There's not much else to describe this night, and nobody else I really wanted to meet.
If you guys like reading these and the LRs, I might revive the journal or something to keep it all in one place. Anyway, this took place Thursday through Saturday, so I'll break this into separate nights:
Night 1
Thursday night was expected to be the first busy night back, with the first day of classes being next Monday. I work remotely on Fridays, so I decided to get a feel for things, plus I thought my buddy would be bartending, and he always hooks me up.
I get there, and am a bit surprised there's no line. Inside, it's quite busy, but not throughout the entire bar like I'm used to. There also wasn't a bartender working the very back bar, so everybody was congregated around the main bar by the front. My buddy actually wasn't bartending until tomorrow night, but I thought to make the best of things and see how the night goes.
There wasn't a whole lot to report tonight. The vibe was mostly that of almost every girl having an "OMG I missed you", rather than a "let's hook up" kinda night. Somehow, there were already some couples fighting - one involved this guy apparently hitting on his girlfriend's roommate, which was funny to overhear.
At one point, I was having a conversation with one of my friends who works there when a drunk girl came up to us both and started making small talk. She was cute, but not quite to my standards, so I tried to set her up with my friend. They exchanged numbers, he texted her, thanked me for the layup, and I went on with my night.
By closing time, I hadn't really talked to these girls. There were lots of cute girls, but very few knockouts - lots of 5s and 6s, some 7s, maybe 1 or 2 8s. One such 8 I started talking to at the bar. She had a blonde friend with her, sitting in this other guy's arms, who I'll assume is the boyfriend. But my girl was single, and we hit it off. We made some small talk, took a shot together, and I got her phone number, which I couldn't confirm at the time, since she had lost it at some point that night. I asked her what she was doing afterwards. She told me she was probably just going to sleep. I asked her if she'd like some company. She seemed interested enough, but told me she couldn't tonight, and "maybe tomorrow night".
The bar closed, I left, but she stayed in trying to find her phone. While that's happening, an extremely liberal-looking group of girls starts talking to me, and says their friend thinks I'm cute - it's quite an unattractive, bigger girl. So I lie and tell them I have a girlfriend, and point out it's the girl I just met who was inside, looking for her phone.
I'm waiting for my ride, and soon afterwards, while I'm checking my phone, I see the hot girl I just met follow me on Instagram. She leaves the bar with her phone, we talk for a little bit, and have a short "goodbye makeout" once my ride arrives. She goes into the same 7/11 as the liberal group, so I text her that they hit on me and I said she was my girlfriend, and to play along if they ask her. She sends me a bunch of laughing emojis. I ride home, and that's the end of this first night. This girl will come into play later.
Night 2
Went back to the same spot Friday night because this time my buddy was definitely working. Unlike the night before, there is a HUGE line. Luckily, I'm very good friends with all the staff, including the bouncers, so I'm able to skip right through that. I beeline it for where my buddy is bartending, and he hooks me up all night.
Similar to the night before, there's a lot of decent girls, but I'm really not seeing anybody so hot that I NEED to go up and meet them. I still talk to maybe 2 or 3 that I think are cute. They were all in relationships or had an "it's complicated" going on - but one asked me if I came here often, and said she would definitely let me know if things didn't work out.
I end up seeing someone who I THINK is the girl I'd met that first night. I text her asking where my gorgeous fake girlfriend is, and she responds to my question the night before, about where she found her phone, but doesn't tell me whether she's out or not tonight. So I go up to this girl and start talking to her like I know her, and she has no idea who I am. I'm thinking she just may not remember meeting me or something, so I lean in and remind her that we made out. She promptly pulls back in disgust and says she has a boyfriend - of whom she shows me a picture of them together as her phone wallpaper.
I'm extremely confused, so I walk away. There's not much else to describe this night, and nobody else I really wanted to meet.

