Last Night’s Meetup – 8/23/13
Once again, our group leader sent me a last-minute request and has pestered me into posting a blog for our Friday night meetups. I agreed to do it this time, despite being viciously attacked in the previous week’s blog for not having the time to post.
This week’s blog is a little late, mostly due to the fact that I wasn’t even asked to do it until this morning, but I also needed the extra time to think about the events of Friday night before writing them down. Things started out a little slow at Sea Dog Brewing Company. When I arrived, everybody was sitting at a table, quietly drinking their beers. Not a good start to the evening.
I refused to sit and, fortunately, it didn’t take long before the rest of the crew followed suit. Maybe we should have stayed seated. Before I knew it, our group had taken over a second table, then the entire half of the restaurant. Children seemed frightened to walk through our section to get to the restroom or front door, and I’m pretty sure those were not happy looks their parents were throwing our way.
By this point, I’m sure you’re wondering what, exactly, was so horrible about our behavior. In addition to the loud and lewd discussions, it didn’t take long for the groping to begin. Most of this was friendly and fairly innocent. At least one person got a little out of hand, though, and after the waiter (politely) gave us our checks and let us know it was time to leave, those of the group who had not already been chased off moved on to a new location.
Unfortunately, the new location was smoky and kind of gross. We all smelled like dirty whores within a minute and decided to move on yet again.
The last place, Kitty O’Shea’s, was fun. Well, at least we ladies thought so. I learned a new lesson that night. Men do not appreciate it when you invite more men into your group! Needless to say, we decided to call it an evening shortly after my little faux pas, leaving behind two cute, but bewildered, men. Sorry guys!