As you know, my weekends start on Thursday (Wednesday if necessary). Thursday night I hung with Brian. He was out of town all week, got in Thursday and was leaving Friday morning at the butt crack of dawn; so we got our face time in. His roommate tagged along. Just a quick rundown of the night’s festivities, we went to a local bar by Brian’s house. His roommate & I shot pool, I won, then Brian & I were going to play, but he sunk the black ball in. Then we kinda just stood around and talked to people, clowned around etc. His roommate was flirting again. Let’s see, he tried to rub my hair, I moved his hand. He tried to touch my leg, I moved his hand. He asked me for a massage, I said no, and he asked me some other random questions...
It’s official, I’m charging this one to the game. I’m done with “them”. We left the bar, and I was trying to head home. They tricked me:
Brian: Where are you going.
Brian & Roomie: Why, it's still early, come with us
Brian: Don’t you want something to eat at this restaurant
Brian: Come on, stop being lame,
Roomie: You’re not the only one who has to go to work in the morning. We all gotta get up in the morning.
Me: You guys just ate.
Brian: I want something else though...I’m not really hungry, I’m just being greedy...
Me: I’ll come for a sec. It’s late...
We walk in the restaurant....and it’s a strip club. Ass Holes. They left that little tiny detail out! (I must say though, the place was very inconspicuous. Maybe it's cause the chicks had to wear pasties & underwear. I dunno.)
I left less than 5 minutes later.