The beer tub girl handed me a handful of pill bottle shots the moment I walked into the bar. Apparently she was quitting and didn't give a flying fuck about her job. I didn't mind because hey, free booze.
The evening's shenanigans included, Ginger, Junior, Token, and I. At midnight we drank an Irish Car-bomb. If you've never had one, you aren't living. I managed to meet a couple girls one of them was showing off her engagement ring, from her fiance that wasn't there but was celebrating new years at home. Yea, I didn't get that either. What guy in love with a girl wouldn't want to spend new years with her? Meh, whatever, her friend was cute. We chatted for a while. Then they were leaving all to quickly. I got her number though. Or at least I thought I did.
Later / as I was getting the number, Token and Junior were arguing about making fun of Ginger for being a chicken shit that never hits on girls and hasn't been laid in forever. Junior was saying that a friend should help a friend out, build them up, and support them. While Token's stance was to make fun of him till he Mans the Fuck Up. The funny thing was while this was happening I had no idea where Ginger was. Turns out he was on the dance floor making out with a chick. The irony wasn't lost on me at all.
Needless to say the night ended with Ginger bringing a
Instead I was more interested in the first girl, the one with the engaged friend. Here's the thing. I have her full name and what I thought was her number. So, I text her something smart assed and flirty. I get a "Sorry your message to ***-***-**** could not be delivered. We attempted 3 times with no answer. Please try again later." I've never received this kind of notice for delivery failure, I don't think it is from my provider. could it be from her?
Here's the question on etiquette. What do I do? Try to send to the same number again? Send her a message on Facebook? or just forget about it.
My friend Bart told me I should show up at her house and serenade her with a lute and song. I don't think that will go over well.
I'll keep you posted.
PS. Oh and Vino has gotten a normal day job now and has informed me that we need to schedule dinners. Fingers crossed.