And just in case you were wondering, mine trumps yours.
I managed to find the original account of my memory of meeting Tim.
The funny thing about this entire encounter was that I can honestly say that I didn't give Tim that much of a thought. The whole evening was super bizarre for me, and it wasn't one of those seeing a stranger from across a crowded room moments, and there is an instant moment where you fall for the other person. (That moment wouldn't happen until the next day).
But I will let you read the original account and let you judge it as you will...
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Rules of the Game
Apparently in trying to pick up women...there are certain rules. Now, I'm such a lame-o that I wouldn't know the first thing about dating. I don't date really...I meet people, and if we like each other, we immediately jump into a relationship. I've never messed around with the dating scene...it's just not my style.
However, for those that it IS their style...I guess there are rules we must follow.
And I just experienced some tonight whilst out with my brother at Stella's (true...not the first place I'd personally go to meet people).
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CASSIE's bedroom.
CASSIE is on her computer youtubing and in her baller shorts. Enter JOSH.
JOSH: "Hey, we should go to Stella's and grab food."
CASSIE: "Dude...I already ate."
JOSH: "I know, but let's go."
CASSIE: "Fine...just let me change into actual clothes then." CASSIE changes into jeans, sweatshirt and hat because hair is a mess.
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Stella's Bar and Grille.
CASSIE and JOSH fine BRANDON and TIM (from 10Kmma) celebrating first successful class at gym. They grab a table in the bar and order food and drinks. There is much talking and laughter.
An hour into the evening, the bartender JAHAN brings a drink over to the table. Sets drink in front of CASSIE.
JAHAN: "Here...the guy over at the bar sent this over for you."
CASSIE: "For me?" Looks around table to JOSH, TIM and BRANDON. "I don't do shots..."
She uncomfortably looks toward the bar to see a weird blonde looking man salute her, and even more uncomfortably takes the drink.
Resumes conversation when JAHAN comes over with another drink from other male at the bar.
CASSIE takes the drink.
CASSIE: "I can't take any more."
BRANDON: "That's ballsy. Sending a girl a drink when she's at a table with four dudes."
JOSH: "That's not ballsy. He hasn't even come over to say hello."
BRANDON: "Yeah, but you never know if one of us is her boyfriend. That's a little weird."
JAHAN comes over again with a third drink.
JAHAN: "Sorry...they just keep sending them over."
CASSIE: "I seriously can't do this one...any one want it?"
BRANDON: "Well, if you're not going to drink it..." BRANDON takes the shot. "I purposefully did it when the blond guy was looking."
JAHAN comes over with two more drinks.
JAHAN: "They said she has to take these two now."
CASSIE: "I don't want them. Any one?"
TIM hands the shots over to his father, BEARD, who takes them both.
BEARD: "I've got nothing to prove."
TIM: "Man, it must be hard to be the best looking chick in the room every where you go."
JOSH walks over to the guys at the bar and speaks with the weird blonde.
JOSH: "You know, a conversation will work a lot better."
BLONDE: "F--- you!"
JOSH: "Hey man, I'm a bartender here, you watch it!"
BLONDE: "Aww man...I'm just kidding!" Tries to high five JOSH.
JOSH: "Don't touch me! Watch yourself pal!"
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The scene ended with the three bar admirers going outside to have a smoke and failing to say hello to me at all.
That really didn't bother me. I normally go to the bar with boys to avoid that whole awkward, getting hit on thing...but this was just bizarre. We mostly stuck around to see if it would escalate to anything, which if it did, I wouldn't have had to lift a finger. I was with three guys who all study mixed martial arts. They would've had all of those guys on the ground so fast, my cherry coke would have hardly been touched at all.
SO....here are the rules I've learned from this encounter:
1. Don't buy girls drinks. Apparently, it's a bad move.
2. If you do buy a girl a drink, don't fail to talk to her, and don't fail to acknowledge the friends she is there with.
3. Don't mess with the bartender in his own bar.
4. Should things hit the fan, hang around dudes who fight mma. You get free drinks and a show.
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You'll notice Tim trying to hit on me, and I didn't even bat an eye. He told me later that after he unsuccessfully flirted with me, he thought to himself, "So this is what it's like playing in the big leagues..."
Classic.
The best part about the "how we met" story...is that wasn't even the first time Tim and I met. We met two years prior and I don't even REMEMBER meeting him at all. Apparently we were at my sister's high school graduation party and my dad introduced us.
Now, for those of you that KNOW my dad...you would know that he is not a man who knows just a "few" people. He knows a LOT of people. And being his child, I have been introduced to many many MANY of his friends. I've been introduced to his friends several times without him remembering...because he knows THAT many people where he can't keep track of who he has introduced to who.
So Tim swears it happened. And he remembers that moment. And he remembers me.
No worries. I eventually caught on.
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In other news, Tim and I toured our venue yesterday. Without giving too much away - the place is lovely, it has so much potential, and it's got everything we were looking for.
Here is just a little sneak peak of what to expect.
Tiny Tim
It was the most perfect fall day any one could ask for, and probably the last nice day Minnesota will see for awhile.
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