bizarre drunken come ons
So, twice in the past month or so, I have been out with a group of women and a guy has tried to hit on 6 or 8 of us, simultaneously.
The first time was at the Bristol Lounge at the Four Seasons. My friends were having drinks, but I was really there for the awesome dessert buffet. Why waste calories on alcohol when you can get raspberry crepes with a passionfruit sauce? We initially thought the guy was a manager, because he walked over and asked "Is everything ladies? Can I get you anything?" Then we realized he had no name tag, and was carrying a glass of wine. Bizarre and kind of creppy, and didn't really take the "no go away" hints we were all dropping.
Then, I went away with the same group of people, plus a few more, for a trip to Las Vegas. A birthday celebration for one of my friends and a chance for all the moms to go travel sans kids or husbands. And ok, yes, I expect drunk guys to hit on you in Vegas, because well, it's Vegas. But 8 women at once? And "Hey is this a Jewish table?" is *not* a good pickup line (even though we were all Jewish).
That one was much funnier, because the guy was so drunk he didn't realize we were laughing at him, not with him, and we just mocked him to his face till we got bored and sent him away. (Also the drunk guy guessed that I was 26. 26! All right, drunk guy in Vegas! I love you!)
I do wonder at the impetus of men to try to pick up an entire group of women. Were they hoping to winnow one or two out from the pack? Trying for a menage a huit? I suppose I could be freaked by all this, but I'm going to take it as a sign that my playgroup has some hot mamas in it. Little Ballerina's mom has got in going on, indeed.
The first time was at the Bristol Lounge at the Four Seasons. My friends were having drinks, but I was really there for the awesome dessert buffet. Why waste calories on alcohol when you can get raspberry crepes with a passionfruit sauce? We initially thought the guy was a manager, because he walked over and asked "Is everything ladies? Can I get you anything?" Then we realized he had no name tag, and was carrying a glass of wine. Bizarre and kind of creppy, and didn't really take the "no go away" hints we were all dropping.
Then, I went away with the same group of people, plus a few more, for a trip to Las Vegas. A birthday celebration for one of my friends and a chance for all the moms to go travel sans kids or husbands. And ok, yes, I expect drunk guys to hit on you in Vegas, because well, it's Vegas. But 8 women at once? And "Hey is this a Jewish table?" is *not* a good pickup line (even though we were all Jewish).
That one was much funnier, because the guy was so drunk he didn't realize we were laughing at him, not with him, and we just mocked him to his face till we got bored and sent him away. (Also the drunk guy guessed that I was 26. 26! All right, drunk guy in Vegas! I love you!)
I do wonder at the impetus of men to try to pick up an entire group of women. Were they hoping to winnow one or two out from the pack? Trying for a menage a huit? I suppose I could be freaked by all this, but I'm going to take it as a sign that my playgroup has some hot mamas in it. Little Ballerina's mom has got in going on, indeed.
posted by Magpie @ 9:40 AM
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