So last night I had a work thing. Which I was kind of dreading because as much as I love to socialize, sometimes the work things make me cringe. But I totally survived - mainly because I found out that I wasn't the only single gal around town and also, because dinner wasn't half bad.
Anyways, the work thing ran late and today's meetings start early so I got to spend the night at a hotel in the Big City. So after dinner, I returned to the hotel and I was all set to get a glass of wine and retreat to my room and work on my online dating profile (because y'all totally inspired me) when...coworkers at the bar. Not a lot. Just 2. But I stayed and was social because this is what I do.
I think at some point after the first coworker left I noticed it: CUTE BARTENDER. Like. REALLY CUTE. After the second coworker left, and at around the time I should have called it a night, I ordered another drink because like I said: REALLY CUTE BARTENDER.
And I'll tell you what. It may have been a while since I've been on a date but holy hell I do know how to flirt and let's just say that last night? I was bringing my A-Game. And all the while I'm suffering through Dayton-Illinois (because really - the NIT just doesn't count) and thinking to myself: This just isn't that bad even if he is a Longhorns fan.
HAHAHAHAHA.
Right around the moment I lay it all out on the line and make my big move.......HE HAS A FUCKING GIRLFIREND. I GOT FLIPPING REJECTED MY FIRST PASS OUT OF THE GATE. Just go ahead and shoot me now because apparently it's true that every cute guy in the universe is married, gay or has a girlfriend. So yeah. There's a reason I came up with the tag "Dating is like fuzzy pink bunny slippers covered in barbed wire."


A. You know how I feel about cute bartenders
B. You know how I feel about cute bartenders with girlfriends
C. You know how I feel about all the guys being involved/engaged/married
D. Ugh