Weekend Out
So recently I’ve had dinner with a soon to be graduate of the UF dental school. Nice girl and even better, actually close to my age after the 25 year olds I’ve been around lately. So nothing too serious, just going out to dinner and she is leaving Gainesville in a couple of months.
Last night the plans were to grab dinner and go out with a couple of her friends from Dental School. First we stopped by Dragonfly where I ran into the sister of probably my best friend in Gainesville who also happens to be someone I’ve dated several times. Figured that message would get back home and elicit a comment.
Next stop was 101 for drinks where it ends up that the Dentist has a mutual friend with the aforementioned individual so more potential drama…yay. The Dentists best friend in Dental school was a freakin’ trip. A Gainesville native, he and I hit it off from the beginning. Then I find out he went to High School in Gainesville with someone else I dated several times. Yikes! On a more amusing note, it was apparently gay night at 101. There was a huge portion of the restaurant being take up by guys…which we thought was a frat…until they started holding hands, etc. and realizing it was a gay birthday. A look around then confirmed the Male to Female ratio was about 10-1. Which I guess was good for the gay guys.
Next we headed to one of the few places I can actually tolerate in Gainesville in regards to a “bar” and that is Speakeasy. I can also tolerate Lillian’s fairly well. Speakeasy was chilled out as usual and the Dentist showed a remarkable ability to dance to techno music. Amusingly enough, the person I dated who knew the Dentists friend was at Speakeasy…one of those days, sigh.
Finally I was asked to go to The Bank. In my opinion, The Bank is the biggest piece of shit bar in Gainesville. I’ve been there three times in the past and all three times a fight has broken out in front of me…the last time with chairs being thrown about two feet in front of me. It took a LOT of convincing for me to go.
So the first 20 minutes are so were fine. Everyone hanging out, having fun. Then the dip-shittery began. Some slightly overweight chick started leaning against my back which was only mildly annoying, not worth commenting on. The Dentist had had a few and felt her territory was being intruded on and inserted and arm between said fat chick and myself at which point the fat chick became irate.
This led to a few minutes of “conversation”. One of the guys with the fat girl came over to see “what was up” and was talking animatedly with The Dentists buddy. At which point in time I stood up and all of a sudden everything was, “cool…don’t worry buddy…she’s drunk.” and the fat chick was taken away by her friends.
I’ll never go back to that place…The Bank sucks…just always a stupid atmosphere there.
The Dentist had had one too many to drink so I drove her home, got her into her house, and headed back to my own bed at 3:30AM.
Hooray going out.
so the day you become a millionaire, can that also be the day you get completely wasted? deal?