Mr_rogers
Senior Don Juan
Hey everybody,
I just got back from a local bar and I thought I'd write up a little FR for the sake of my own learning and to help others out. I'm also hoping to get some comments.
I'm new to the bar scene despite my age. I'm on a couple of medications that don't react very well with alcohol so I tend to avoid drinking too often, usually reserving it for special occasions.
I went to the bar with a close friend of mine. He's something of a DJ himself (though he wouldn't call it that) and I feel that there's a lot I can learn from him, so I often observe the way he interacts with people.
We got to the bar earlier than most to avoid the huge lineup. I had a single beer in that time which is just enough to give me a mild buzz which I find relaxing, helping me with my anxiety issues. My friend and I spent most of our time just drinking and talking with each other and some of his friends.
About an hour later I noticed a couple of girls that I knew the names of through a female friend. Figuring that was enough to make an approach, I went up to the girls, waited for a moment for an opening and then introduced myself. I asked them how they were and how our mutual friend was doing and excused myself a bit afterward. Right now my goal is mostly just to get comfortable approaching strangers, so a quick introduction, question and exit is perfect for my purposes.
After another beer (that I probably shouldn't have had) and a bit of conversation with my friends I decided that I wanted to get to know the cuter of the two of the girls better (I'd call her an HB8), so I approached her to ask if I could get her a drink so we could talk. Unfortunately she's one of the types that can't shut up for more than a few seconds at a time so she was bouncing around from this guy to that girl to some other dude and I couldn't find a moment to get a word in without rudely interrupting a conversation. She and her friend went outside a couple of times to smoke or get some air or something. I made multiple attempts at approaching the cute one but again I couldn't find an appropriate opening.
Before long the cute girl pulled some guy (who I'll refer to as hoodie guy from here forth since the only thing that made him stand out was his bright white hoodie), said something to him that I couldn't hear over the music while he stared daggers at me over her head and shoulders. I looked back at him, wondering why he was giving me such dirty looks. Once they were done talking, he marched right over to me, got close enough to speak to me and said, "Hey buddy, you're going to have to move." I asked why and he said that I was "creeping out all the girls and that I'd been following them around all night".
I was shocked, embarrassed and a bit hurt that my intentions had been misunderstood. I was careful to be polite and do as he asked but not back down like a *****. I told him that I had just been trying to speak to her and even offered him a handshake as a sort of peace offering. He refused to shake my hand, telling me that if I wanted I could wait until he left to shake his hand.
By this point I was even more upset than before, so I paid my tab and left. I came straight home and started typing this to help clear my head and to make myself feel a little better about the crappy time I ended up having because I'd let some random guy that I didn't know (and who wasn't even staff as far as I'm aware) tell me what to do and make me feel badly. I'm not sure if I should be more mad at myself for coming off creepy accidentally while trying to be polite and not interrupt, or mad at this girl for interpreting my presence as some sort of sad attempt at stalking.
Lend a brother some words of advice, guys. I'd like to hear some other people's opinions on this.
Thanks!
I just got back from a local bar and I thought I'd write up a little FR for the sake of my own learning and to help others out. I'm also hoping to get some comments.
I'm new to the bar scene despite my age. I'm on a couple of medications that don't react very well with alcohol so I tend to avoid drinking too often, usually reserving it for special occasions.
I went to the bar with a close friend of mine. He's something of a DJ himself (though he wouldn't call it that) and I feel that there's a lot I can learn from him, so I often observe the way he interacts with people.
We got to the bar earlier than most to avoid the huge lineup. I had a single beer in that time which is just enough to give me a mild buzz which I find relaxing, helping me with my anxiety issues. My friend and I spent most of our time just drinking and talking with each other and some of his friends.
About an hour later I noticed a couple of girls that I knew the names of through a female friend. Figuring that was enough to make an approach, I went up to the girls, waited for a moment for an opening and then introduced myself. I asked them how they were and how our mutual friend was doing and excused myself a bit afterward. Right now my goal is mostly just to get comfortable approaching strangers, so a quick introduction, question and exit is perfect for my purposes.
After another beer (that I probably shouldn't have had) and a bit of conversation with my friends I decided that I wanted to get to know the cuter of the two of the girls better (I'd call her an HB8), so I approached her to ask if I could get her a drink so we could talk. Unfortunately she's one of the types that can't shut up for more than a few seconds at a time so she was bouncing around from this guy to that girl to some other dude and I couldn't find a moment to get a word in without rudely interrupting a conversation. She and her friend went outside a couple of times to smoke or get some air or something. I made multiple attempts at approaching the cute one but again I couldn't find an appropriate opening.
Before long the cute girl pulled some guy (who I'll refer to as hoodie guy from here forth since the only thing that made him stand out was his bright white hoodie), said something to him that I couldn't hear over the music while he stared daggers at me over her head and shoulders. I looked back at him, wondering why he was giving me such dirty looks. Once they were done talking, he marched right over to me, got close enough to speak to me and said, "Hey buddy, you're going to have to move." I asked why and he said that I was "creeping out all the girls and that I'd been following them around all night".
I was shocked, embarrassed and a bit hurt that my intentions had been misunderstood. I was careful to be polite and do as he asked but not back down like a *****. I told him that I had just been trying to speak to her and even offered him a handshake as a sort of peace offering. He refused to shake my hand, telling me that if I wanted I could wait until he left to shake his hand.
By this point I was even more upset than before, so I paid my tab and left. I came straight home and started typing this to help clear my head and to make myself feel a little better about the crappy time I ended up having because I'd let some random guy that I didn't know (and who wasn't even staff as far as I'm aware) tell me what to do and make me feel badly. I'm not sure if I should be more mad at myself for coming off creepy accidentally while trying to be polite and not interrupt, or mad at this girl for interpreting my presence as some sort of sad attempt at stalking.
Lend a brother some words of advice, guys. I'd like to hear some other people's opinions on this.
Thanks!