Monday, June 2, 2008

So, uhh.. you live around here?

For the most part, I am very observant when it comes to my environment and surroundings.. especially in public. I love observing new fashion trends and seeing what other people are wearing, watching interaction between a toddler and his parents at the mall (while fearing the future), listening to teenagers' conversations and realizing how old I'm getting.. again, fearing the future.

Something I have enjoyed observing recently is the way men approach and flirt with women, particularly at a bar. Yes, it's a singles scene, so it's expected to flirt or be flirted with. I love watching the two Bud Light drinking badasses' reactions at the entrance of Sherlock's when a group of ladies walk in. They look them up and down, one by one, wait for eye contact and a smile, then give one another an elbow nudge like they just won a prize. After waiting a short, but not so anxious amount of time as they finish their beers, they casually walk up behind the hot ladies at the bar and offer to buy one or two of them a drink in order to strike up a conversation. We women take advantage of these moments. "Yes, I'll have a Jack and Coke!" Then with a little flirt flirt, giggle giggle, bicep touch, chest nudge, she says, "Thanks," and continues to another area of the bar with her girlfriends.

I was at Gloria's for dinner at a bachelorette party this weekend. This persistent guy was talking to a table of about five or so ladies who did not even act interested. He then proceeded to the two ladies going out on the patio to smoke. He asked for a light. Smoooooth. The cigarette-happy females were laughing, seeming to enjoy themselves.. and it was obvious he was too. The ladies put out their cigarettes and walked back inside not giving this guy a second look. A table behind us, all I heard was this loud guy who sounded like he had his share of tequila. I glanced behind me and there were two women awkwardly standing by his table, arms crossed, looking around the room, in the middle of the walkway. He was asking them what they were doing after dinner. They ended the conversation by saying they're on their way out and for the guys to enjoy their dinner. As the ladies walked away, I took a glimpse of this tipsy flirt. Totally one of the "smart kids" that annoyed me in my business classes at ACU, as well as a relentless romancer of a former college friend. Different story, but definitely adds to the humor of his rejected advances.

My realization is this: So many people peg the women who go to bars and clubs and wear cute skimpy outfits as desperate and trying too hard to impress. I say, maybe 75% of the time if she's out with her girlfriends, she's also going home with her girlfriends. She may flirt with the guy who's been paying her attention all night, but her ultimate goal is not to get his phone number and meet him for brunch the next morning. If a group of guys are out, they're not wanting just a "night out with the boys", unless it's the playoffs at a sports bar. Yes, they may be having a contest to see how many ladies' phone numbers they can get, then they feel all macho when they don't call until the next weekend's outing, if at all. I have news for these men... we know the games and we play them too. We don't care you didn't call and when you actually do, we're only pretending to remember who you are. It's the mystery and intrigue of dating that is so fun and exciting. Summertime definitely sparks a flirtatious match. Hopefully it will also spark some entertainment as well.


Shout Outs: Fellow ACU alum with no game

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