Last night my good friend, "K" and I went to Happy Hour. I must say I love Happy Hours. The drinks are cheap and I'm home early-ish so that I can avoid spending $20 on an entree and eat my leftovers, plus I get to bed at a decent hour so I'm not dragging at work the next day. Boring, yes, but that's how I roll. K and I were supposed to go out on Sat night but it fell through so we decided to try Happy Hour to make up for it. The purpose, as K put it, was to "hit on guys". Yeah, we'll see. Anyone who knows me knows I'm not the "let's go to bars just to hit on guys" type but let's make light of our single situation shall we? It's all about keeping ones options open. We met at what ended up at a cute pub by Penn Station. Most of the men there were too old. We spent the night complaining about work, talking about our favorite love scenes in movies, and being thoroughly wrapped up in ourselves. Next time I think we'll try a different bar.
Today I received an e-mail from the speed dating company I used a few weeks ago. Apparently if they are running short on members of one gender the day of any given event, they invite people to come free of charge. These days, say the word "free" and I'm half way out the door. I tried to get a couple of friends to come with me but no dice so I did the brave "I became a NYC girl all by myself so I can do this all by myself" thing, put on my game face, and trekked downtown this evening. Besides, I received the rest of my Target.com shipment (including 2 dresses, a new pair of sandals and a new bag) so I donned the little black dress and the champagne colored sandals; It was a sign after all.
In short, it was fine. Unless a guy comes along and leaves me so breathless I'm no longer standing, I generally have this "meh" attitude about any sort of dating these days. Still it was good practice, interesting to meet people from differing walks of life, and I did meet a couple of guys I might like to see again (including one from my native state - the first of his kind in NYC, I'm convinced! Hint: think smack dab in the middle of this country - a boy, a girl, and a pug knows what I'm talking about. It's her home state, too!) The event ended swiftly at 9:3o, I was home by 10 and I sat eating my pasta leftovers while watching President Obama's Prescription for America. Oh yes, I party hard.
Have another Happy Hour event tomorrow. The proverbial black dress is making the rounds this week. Here's to hopin' this Happy Hour is especially Happy. It's gotta happen one of these days.
**got the pic here (via random Google image search)
I am a late twenties Southern Californian who, like so many others, gave up normal sized living spaces, driving, and sometimes food when I moved to NYC in the Fall of 2007 to pursue my "dream career." I live among books, out of suitcases, and in awe of the ways my life has changed over the past three years. And I do wear flip flops down Lexington Ave. E-mail me at flipflopsonlex [at] gmail [dot] com.