I wanted to add something to this..
I recently have not been hanging out with ANY of my old friends for pretty much the last month.
So I get a call from the oldest of my two "friends". He tells me the other one of our friends is out of town visiting his GF, and asks am I doing anything.. And for once, on a friday, I really didn't have too much planned. i had planned on hitting the sack early, but I was getting kinda bored, and of the two
So he tells me we are going to Hooters. I don't know how to get there, as it just opened 4 days ago, so he says he is going to pick me up.
so we get there, and it's packed to the point w here it's out of control for a resturant to be, even on a Friday Night.
It's Me, my oldest friend and an old friend from Jr High School (it used to be 5 of us, but two of them went to another school in High School.. we always kept in touch, but not as much).
I get the vibe in the first 5 mintues, I am not going to enjoy this night.
This is how immature my friends are. We are ordering drinks. Both of them order what I call a Budwiser, and I order a Sam Adams, and I ask the waitress (who I will get on later) which different types they have... as any real beer drinkers know, there are dozens of types, all taste differently, and I pick one.
So they bust out laughing. I am like, god damn, do I have something on my shirt or something? So they are like "dude, who orders a sam adams?" I wanted to say
"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that I do more than just sit at home and play video games with each other, and in your case, talk on the phone with my GF, who lives half way across the country, and is probably getting the pipe laid to her everynight by another guy.. yeah man, I have a life, which requires me to go out the house from time to time, and from time to time, I try different drinks. you'd be suprised what you will try when you actually have a social life outside of a video game console sytstem"
But I settled for just looking at them and wondering "my gosh, this is pathetic"
What made the situtation worse in this case, is the other friend who was there.. he has always been not FAT, but bigger than us three... So back in the day we used to crack jokes on him and stuff, stupid JR crap, and thinking back, I knew he had a self esteem problems then. I don't know what the name for it is, but it's like he was trying to make up for past times or what not
Then we order our food. First of all, it's Hooters.. the food isn't necessarly 5 star. Secondly, I had just ate subway before my friend called me, so I really wasn't hungry, I was just trying to hang out. So I order a side of cheese sticks, and they are laughing again. "Who orders cheese sticks for a meal".. So they order like real meals, with extra this and extra that... (In the end, I finished my cheese sticks, while both of them still had a ****load of food left, like i said, I actually leave the house from time to time)
Now this is what showed me that we are on two totally different levels mentally.
Okay. It's hooters. Hooters has cute girls. Our waitress was a busty blonde named Jessica. She was definatly a looker, Not necessarly model potential, but very very nice looking.
I mean, I figure waitresses get hit on so much, it's pretty much like going to a Strip club execpt it's food instead of titties you get. They expect you to get hit on, so while i would have talked to her under a different situtation, it's sorta like it's "part of the job" for her to be flirtatious.
Either or, I have been around the block enough to know when a waitress/dancer/whatever is being nice or is being "NICE" if you catch where I am coming from. In other words, I can tell when I am being hustled. I knew she wasn't doing her job when a) she told me it was her first night (note how i said she told me) and b) everytime she came and sat down with us (about literarly, 20 times), every convo started out with me and c) whenever other waitresses would come by and stand and chat with us, she would quickly come back and sit down
**** like that I pick up on.
So the entire time I am having a normal conversation with her, my oldest friend is trying to... I don't even want to know what you want to call it. Her and I were talking about something, and he blurts out "want me to sign your shirt, it's going to be worth something one day" (he is an aspiring artest).. being the friend I am, I try to save him when she says she can't have anything on their shirts by asking why, and he blurts again " you don't want to know why my signature is going to be worth something one day" (if you didn't notice, she didn't ask why herself).
So we are talking, she pretty much gives me an open invitation to **** that night. She tells me she is single, asks what I am doing after I leave there casually mentions she isn't doing anything after to work and how she is so tired and how she needs to "unwind", and gave me her schedule for the next week, and keeps asking me/us not to leave even though we stopped ordering drinks/food a long time ago. The only reason I was really still there was because I didn't drive, otherwise I would have made a B line home.
So, one time after she gets up and leaves to actually do a little work, my friend bluts out "I wish she would stop coming to sit over here, nobody wants to have women sit with you when you are eating"
I am thinking, my gosh, is this how you handle being rejected? Plus if you didn't like the women coming to sit with you when you are eating, what the **** are you doing at hooters in the first place? Not only that, why are you still here? I was ready to leave 45 mins-1 hour ago.
no more than 5 mintues later he was telling a story about how at a different hooters, all these girls were talking to him and his friend while he was out of town and how they were "going" (southern term)
For various reasons, I didn't get the girls number, although I know I could have done more than got her number, it just made more sense to not to. First off, dealign wtih my "friends" either way, rejection or actually getting it, secondly, I was tired and fromt he vibe I got from her, she is a "fun" girl, meaning she wants to hook up, and hook up quickly... something I didn't want to do that night. Lastly, and more important that the other two, the next time I walk into that place, which will probably be this Thursday, I am going to have to beat her off with a stick. Once you learn how to turn the tables on women, and show a little restraint, not a hell of alot, but enough to say "your' nice, but I don't necessarly need you" women throw ass at you faster than you can imagine. Hell, you know you are having fun when sleep is really more enticing then ****ing a hot blonde senseless for the first time. Plus I downloaded this program called Atmosphere Lite, it has all these nature sounds to help you sleep, man I can't wait to get to sleep now, and I sleep like a freakin baby.
I was thinking when I got home.. I really am going to probably have to start cutting them out of my life, simply because we have absolutly nothing in common anymore.