A Tale of Two Guys
The other night in Vegas, I had two interesting boy encounters. Both which left myself, and my friend KA a little bit upset at men in general.
Boy Encounter 1: Babydoll and I snuck into the VIP area at Rain and met a bunch of Irish guys. One of the guys, Brenden, seemed to take a liking to me. And by "seemed" I mean he was consistently saying things like "You are so hot, I would love to [vulgar activity]." While I didn't find this charming, I'll admit that on some level I was flattered. And I tolerated this because I was a little drunk and because of his cute little Irish accent--it was hard to take him seriously! We talked for maybe 10 minutes until he started acting strange and distracted. Then while I was looking away, he disappeared. Babydoll was still talking to his friend, Seamus (could that be any more Irish?), so I asked him where Brendan went. Turns out he's engaged to Seamus' sister. This was both annoying and disturbing, not because I was SO into Brendan (because I wasn't) but because he seemed so into me. And he's about to get married!! I feel sorry for his fiancée.
Boy Encounter 2: A few hours and drinks later (maybe around 4am?) I was approached by a man with a Mohawk. I don't remember how we began talking (again, this was a few drinks later), but I do remember being fascinated by WHY he had a Mohawk. I think I was even a little mean to him and said things like "Did you think it was an 80's theme tonight?", "Are you punk?", "Did you come up to me because you think I'm punk?" while I repeatedly squashed the Mohawk down with my hand. But because of my blood alcohol content, and because of the time of the night, I was more easy-going about hanging out with Mohawk Man (MM). We didn't spend much time together before I realized that he was on something. Something that perhaps involves the letter E (I am typing this up at work...must be careful to avoid the censors). If the Mohawk wasn't enough, this definitely was to solidify my non-interest in him. 5am hit and it was time to leave. As I was saying bye to MM, I noticed he had a wedding ring on. I said, "Hey, I didn't realize you were married." He put on a sad face and said that he was separated and going through a messy divorce because his wife was cheating on him. I said too bad, good luck, and bye.
Because it was late and we were exhausted, it made perfect sense to eat something fattening. Two of our group had already gone home. Babydoll was still with Seamus and we had lost them in the crowd. The rest of us--KA, HB and I--took a taxi back to MGM and headed to the cafe in the Casino. As I looked at the menu trying to choose between French friends with guacamole or a vegetarian Patty Melt, in walks MM. He knew I was in MGM, he knew we were going to get food, and he was walking straight towards us, so the obvious conclusion is that he followed me! We were sitting in one of those half circle booths. I was in the middle so I laid down flat between HB and KA, hoping he would forget about me. Despite my stealth maneuver, MM stopped at our table and said something like "Are you hiding from me?" I don't remember what I said but I do remember being surprised that he was talking to me after my advanced camouflage techniques made me virtually invisible. I must have made him mad because he turned around and stormed out. As he walked away I said "Good luck with the divorce!" At this he stopped in his tracks, turned and said "I am happily married with two kids." My only response, spoken internally because I am a proper lady, was "What the f*ck?"
Maybe 30 minutes later...guess who else walks in. Brendan! He joined Seamus and Babydoll so that he could apologize to me, profusely, for being a d*ck. At that point, I couldn't even remember why I was upset with him. I forgave him so he would stop saying he was sorry, and we all enjoyed a good meal late into the morning. Funny thing is after the meal Brendan walked me back--apologizing the whole way--and I think he was sort of trying to make a move on me. It was 8am at this point, I was driving home in three hours, I was tired and full and annoyed at the male gender--a few apologies and a grilled cheese were not gonna cut it.
So what is it with guys lying about their singleness?? And twice to me in one night?? Well, I guess I do understand the motivations behind such behavior. The logic is simple and immature: they're involved with others but want to "play," and so they lie. While this makes me sad for the women dating/married to these guys, it also makes me thrilled that I am not. I guess there's a silver lining to every situation.
Boy Encounter 1: Babydoll and I snuck into the VIP area at Rain and met a bunch of Irish guys. One of the guys, Brenden, seemed to take a liking to me. And by "seemed" I mean he was consistently saying things like "You are so hot, I would love to [vulgar activity]." While I didn't find this charming, I'll admit that on some level I was flattered. And I tolerated this because I was a little drunk and because of his cute little Irish accent--it was hard to take him seriously! We talked for maybe 10 minutes until he started acting strange and distracted. Then while I was looking away, he disappeared. Babydoll was still talking to his friend, Seamus (could that be any more Irish?), so I asked him where Brendan went. Turns out he's engaged to Seamus' sister. This was both annoying and disturbing, not because I was SO into Brendan (because I wasn't) but because he seemed so into me. And he's about to get married!! I feel sorry for his fiancée.
Boy Encounter 2: A few hours and drinks later (maybe around 4am?) I was approached by a man with a Mohawk. I don't remember how we began talking (again, this was a few drinks later), but I do remember being fascinated by WHY he had a Mohawk. I think I was even a little mean to him and said things like "Did you think it was an 80's theme tonight?", "Are you punk?", "Did you come up to me because you think I'm punk?" while I repeatedly squashed the Mohawk down with my hand. But because of my blood alcohol content, and because of the time of the night, I was more easy-going about hanging out with Mohawk Man (MM). We didn't spend much time together before I realized that he was on something. Something that perhaps involves the letter E (I am typing this up at work...must be careful to avoid the censors). If the Mohawk wasn't enough, this definitely was to solidify my non-interest in him. 5am hit and it was time to leave. As I was saying bye to MM, I noticed he had a wedding ring on. I said, "Hey, I didn't realize you were married." He put on a sad face and said that he was separated and going through a messy divorce because his wife was cheating on him. I said too bad, good luck, and bye.
Because it was late and we were exhausted, it made perfect sense to eat something fattening. Two of our group had already gone home. Babydoll was still with Seamus and we had lost them in the crowd. The rest of us--KA, HB and I--took a taxi back to MGM and headed to the cafe in the Casino. As I looked at the menu trying to choose between French friends with guacamole or a vegetarian Patty Melt, in walks MM. He knew I was in MGM, he knew we were going to get food, and he was walking straight towards us, so the obvious conclusion is that he followed me! We were sitting in one of those half circle booths. I was in the middle so I laid down flat between HB and KA, hoping he would forget about me. Despite my stealth maneuver, MM stopped at our table and said something like "Are you hiding from me?" I don't remember what I said but I do remember being surprised that he was talking to me after my advanced camouflage techniques made me virtually invisible. I must have made him mad because he turned around and stormed out. As he walked away I said "Good luck with the divorce!" At this he stopped in his tracks, turned and said "I am happily married with two kids." My only response, spoken internally because I am a proper lady, was "What the f*ck?"
Maybe 30 minutes later...guess who else walks in. Brendan! He joined Seamus and Babydoll so that he could apologize to me, profusely, for being a d*ck. At that point, I couldn't even remember why I was upset with him. I forgave him so he would stop saying he was sorry, and we all enjoyed a good meal late into the morning. Funny thing is after the meal Brendan walked me back--apologizing the whole way--and I think he was sort of trying to make a move on me. It was 8am at this point, I was driving home in three hours, I was tired and full and annoyed at the male gender--a few apologies and a grilled cheese were not gonna cut it.
So what is it with guys lying about their singleness?? And twice to me in one night?? Well, I guess I do understand the motivations behind such behavior. The logic is simple and immature: they're involved with others but want to "play," and so they lie. While this makes me sad for the women dating/married to these guys, it also makes me thrilled that I am not. I guess there's a silver lining to every situation.
posted by Follow the Frog at 11:31 AM
1 Comments:
This from "KA":
ML you left off one of the funniest parts of the story.....
Having made my way in to another VIP room with MT, i lost ML for most of the night. Only after the lights came on and the staff started kicking out their intoxicated patrons out did i find ML. Surprisingly, i found her lip-locked to a guy with the mohawk (go ML!). As we made our way to the taxi line all she could talk about was a grilled cheese sandwich or a patty melt.....not the mohawk guy with the tattoos....not the fun evening.....it was all about FRIED CHEESE! We arrive at the MGM and make a bee-line for the cafe to indulge our early morning cravings. We look over the menus and ML looks up at the waiter and with the SADDEST look on her face says "i want a patty melt" and then frowns. The poor waiter has this very confused look on his face......trying to figure out why she is so sad about wanting a patty melt. And before he could say anything ML says "never mind me....i'm just a frustrated vegetarian"......so funny and SO ML!
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