So, this past Friday I graced Long Island City with my presence. If I didn't have to take 2 trains to work and have to get up while it's still dark out, I would move there in a heartbeat. Anyway, my friend and I went for a drink after an afternoon of sitting in the sun. The name escapes me but it was a cute little place. There were only a few people in the bar when we walked in but I noticed a group of 3 guys sitting at the bar looking at us. I was ready. Game face on.
We were standing right next to them deciding what to drink when the middle man (let's call him Mike) tapped my friend (the nicer one of the duo-lets call her Sugar). This is what transpired:
Mike- hey, are you girls planning on sitting next to my buddy ____(insert typical bridge and tunnel name). We have a train to catch in 15 minutes but if you are, we're ok with missing it.
Sugar- I think we're gonna sit outside. We wouldn't want you to miss your train. Where are you from?
Mike- we're from Long Island....I'm going to my mansion in Montauk.
Me- hahahah. (On the inside: figures, they're from L.I.)
We order drinks, head towards the back and here's the kicker:
Mike- (yelling across the bar)you girls made the biggest mistake of your lives!
Me- (with dark glasses on I look back, sangria in hand and a smile on my face) I think I'll get over it.
Then I turned and walked right outside.
That about sums up my relationships...except I wish it was always a break as clean as on this day.
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