I was at the Bubble Lounge one weekend, with a friend, for someone’s birthday. If you’ve never been there, it’s a huge, multi-level bar that specializes in champagne. It’s really nice inside, but it’s also dimly lit. That could either be a good thing or a bad thing. We’ll find out. So my friend noticed two girls that were in the corner by themselves. He wanted me to play wingman, and I agreed, so we went over there and began chatting them up. Things were going well; nice casual small talk and whatnot. But it was so dim I couldn’t tell exactly how they looked. But from what I could gather, not so pleasant looking. We ended up mingling for about 10 minutes when all of a sudden, my friend sees some other girls he wants to talk to, completely ditches us, leaving me hanging with these two girls I don’t really care to talk to. It got awkward really fast. So we just of stood there in silence for a few seconds, and then the girl I was talking to shuffled around a bit, and moved into a little better lighting. She was actually slightly above-average looking, so me being the natural charmer that I am, patted her on the back and commented, “Hey, you don’t look that bad.” Oops. Did not mean for it to come out like that. But she obviously took it that way. She gave me a scowl, which actually did make her look less attractive. At that point, I felt that it was so awkward, the only thing I could do was walk away. So I did. Two hours and eight drinks later, I saw her talking to some other guy in the same dark corner. I hope he had better luck than I did.
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