Saturday night I went to a rock show at a bar/music venue 20 minutes from my place, it was the first time I went to something like this. Somehow I made friends with a girl and we both got stuck in a corner together as the place filled up.
She was only decent looking but had big boobs. She was by herself and wasn’t drinking.
A few minutes after I noticed her I very subtly move my way towards her and kind of just let the crowd push me towards her so it looked very natural. A couple of minutes I say something to break the ice, then later on she says that she was verbally harassed on the way to the venue from her truck and would give a couple bucks to walk her to her truck when the show ends.
As the night goes on she becomes very inquisitive about me. She asks me what my deal is, if I have a girlfriend, how I found out about the show, where I work, live etc. When I give her an answer she asks follow up questions. I find out that she is 25 and has a boyfriend that is 20, which makes him too young to go to the bar and he doesn’t like the music. She avoids telling me her name, twice. We have little snippets of conversations between songs. Her boyfriend is moving a few states away soon and she knows that the relationship is going to end.
I was kinoing her the entire time. Touches on her arms and shoulders, I rubbed her arm a couple of time when I was "consoling" her, put my arm around her back to pull her in when it was loud. She never reacted negatively to my touch.
When everything was over I suggest that we go outside in the back. We talk for a bit about our living situations then a guy she knows shows up and they talk for a bit and then another guy. After a few minutes the guys leave then she decides that she wants to go. While we’re walking through the bar some girl says “Nice boobs girl!” and she responds “Thanks, you too!” I jokingly ask her if that’s common, getting boob compliments from other girls. I wanted to keep talking about boobs since it’s a favorite subject of mine, and hers are why I approached her though I decide against it.
We’re walking back to her truck and she actually parked pretty far from the bar. Somehow she jokes about prostitution to make some extra money (she works retail) I tell her to do it because she’ll never be able to move out of her parents making $10 an hour. Then she says that she can’t have sex for money because she wouldn’t enjoy it anymore, and that’s why she won’t wash dishes for money. I say something stupid about having sex to have the privilege of washing dishes, then the sex topic dies there. A few minutes later she again asks me I live, and how far it is from her (about 25 minutes)
We get to her truck, she unlocks the passenger side then walks around, I ask if she’s giving me a ride back to my car, and she says sure, that I seem safe enough. I joke that that’s a problem then and that I should grow a goatee to become a dangerous looking badboy. She drops me off at my car, gives me a handshake and says I should look her up on the internet.
That was my first time going to a live show in a bar and having a real conversation with a random girl. With her having a boyfriend, and not drinking I felt that there was a very slim chance of hooking up, but her probing questions really threw me off. I’m not used to girls trying to get to know me. I probably could have gotten her number but I was overthinking everything trying to create some form of context.
Anyone have an idea of what happened last night and if I could have done anything?
She was only decent looking but had big boobs. She was by herself and wasn’t drinking.
A few minutes after I noticed her I very subtly move my way towards her and kind of just let the crowd push me towards her so it looked very natural. A couple of minutes I say something to break the ice, then later on she says that she was verbally harassed on the way to the venue from her truck and would give a couple bucks to walk her to her truck when the show ends.
As the night goes on she becomes very inquisitive about me. She asks me what my deal is, if I have a girlfriend, how I found out about the show, where I work, live etc. When I give her an answer she asks follow up questions. I find out that she is 25 and has a boyfriend that is 20, which makes him too young to go to the bar and he doesn’t like the music. She avoids telling me her name, twice. We have little snippets of conversations between songs. Her boyfriend is moving a few states away soon and she knows that the relationship is going to end.
I was kinoing her the entire time. Touches on her arms and shoulders, I rubbed her arm a couple of time when I was "consoling" her, put my arm around her back to pull her in when it was loud. She never reacted negatively to my touch.
When everything was over I suggest that we go outside in the back. We talk for a bit about our living situations then a guy she knows shows up and they talk for a bit and then another guy. After a few minutes the guys leave then she decides that she wants to go. While we’re walking through the bar some girl says “Nice boobs girl!” and she responds “Thanks, you too!” I jokingly ask her if that’s common, getting boob compliments from other girls. I wanted to keep talking about boobs since it’s a favorite subject of mine, and hers are why I approached her though I decide against it.
We’re walking back to her truck and she actually parked pretty far from the bar. Somehow she jokes about prostitution to make some extra money (she works retail) I tell her to do it because she’ll never be able to move out of her parents making $10 an hour. Then she says that she can’t have sex for money because she wouldn’t enjoy it anymore, and that’s why she won’t wash dishes for money. I say something stupid about having sex to have the privilege of washing dishes, then the sex topic dies there. A few minutes later she again asks me I live, and how far it is from her (about 25 minutes)
We get to her truck, she unlocks the passenger side then walks around, I ask if she’s giving me a ride back to my car, and she says sure, that I seem safe enough. I joke that that’s a problem then and that I should grow a goatee to become a dangerous looking badboy. She drops me off at my car, gives me a handshake and says I should look her up on the internet.
That was my first time going to a live show in a bar and having a real conversation with a random girl. With her having a boyfriend, and not drinking I felt that there was a very slim chance of hooking up, but her probing questions really threw me off. I’m not used to girls trying to get to know me. I probably could have gotten her number but I was overthinking everything trying to create some form of context.
Anyone have an idea of what happened last night and if I could have done anything?
