** I should note, I was at this same bar the night before and the bartendes and hostess remember me
On either side of me is a pair of male friends. The two guys on my right — one of them is a successful screenwriter and the other is involved in the music industry. The two guys on my left, one of them is in the financial field and the other I didn’t quite hear but I assume he was also in the corporate world.
5:10pm — The bartender remembers my order from the night before while I wait for it to arrive, I excuse myself to the ladies room.
5:15pm — I sit back down and my drink and appetizer has arrived
5:20pm — The finance guy keeps looking at me but won’t say anything. I give him “eyes” but don’t say anything either (this is the best challenge ever, because it forces them to make a move or miss out on speaking to such a diety).
5:27pm — He settles the tab for he and his friend but he keeps looking over at me but I keep minding my business.
5:33pm — He slips me his card by placing it in my lap while he’s “getting up”. I give him a knowing smile and don’t look in his direction again.
5:35pm — I order another drink and take up conversation with the other two guys next to me. They’re an interesting bunch but nonetheless the conversation was great!
5:47pm — They get their bill and I hear the screenwriter say “and cover the young ladie’s tab as well”. I say thank you and also grab his contact info because I’m interested in one of the shows that he’s working on (I know he knew what the deal was though).
5:52pm — I’m finishing up my previous drink and at one of the high top tables across the restaurant, I notice my old boss (when I worked in finance) and a friend of his. I can’t be completely sure if it’s him so I speak to my bartender and say “this is a strange request; but that guy sitting over there, I think I know him.” And he says “oh are you talking about Mr. Xyz?” That was him. So he walked over to their table and said that I said hi. My old boss came up to me, gave me a hug and introduced me to his friend. He told me to wait a while for him at the bar while he wrapped up drinks with his friend.
I sat back down at bar and order another glass of wine.
6:20pm — A woman who’s in her 50’s shows up and sits next to me. I talk to her while she waits for her friend to show up for their birthday dinner. We talked about ride-share regulations and the problem with uber, how their business model was basically set up to fail, ousted CEO, their recent license revocation in London, and a few more things related to travel. I didnt realize how loud we were because other people were listening in on our conversation and I looked up and saw a bunch of men looking at me. It’s almost as if they were shocked that I actually understood these things.
I had 4 drinks sent over in the midst of this conversation (and a business card or lovely note with contact details accompanying the drink). I was randomly cheers’ing people from across the bar every time the bartender said “a drink from that gentleman over there (gestures in direction of the guy who sent the drink)”.
7:15pm — She joins her friend at their table for dinner. My old boss stops by and apologizes for being so long (another friend joined their high top table) but I told him no worries.
I order some food for myself and continue to drink the drinks that I had sent over (bartender was making them one by one and would serve them when my previous drink was finished).
7:30pm — I drop my phone and crack the screen.
7:35pm — 2 girlfriends sit next to me at the bar and start talking. I eavesdrop on their conversation and join in! We all talk and drink while eating. An anonymous gentleman somewhere in the restaurant sends over a bottle of wine to “the gorgeous lady in red (me) and her friends”. We shared the bottle of wine and we exchanged contact details. They left to go to meet their partners at another venue (they invited me but I declined).
9:00pm — My old boss finally joins me at the bar and we talk and catch up for a long time. We drinks and food and just socialize. He’s well known in the city and everyone at the bar knew who he was.
10:00pm — At this point, I’ve racked up about $700-$900 in drinks and food (not the ones paid for and sent over by others). He takes a call and has MORE drinks delivered for me while I’m sitting at the bar. He comes back and tells me to enjoy my time and not to worry about anything. I thought he was just giving me life advice.
10:20pm — 2 other girls show up at the bar ( a little tipsy) and start talking to me. One girl and I start talking about the oil & gas industry which she’s involved in and I have a connection to. Her friend has a crush on the bartender and so she tries to play wing woman. It wasn’t successful.
10:40pm — The girls leave after 1 drink and my bartender gets me a dessert order.
*at this point, I’ve been at the bar for almost 6 hours.
10:50pm — I get my dessert and make the most orgasmic sounds. I saw a couple of eyes looking at me, but I’m somewhat drunk at this point (but sober enough because I didn’t finish each of my drinks — I’d mostly just taste then I’d follow every drink with a glass of water; I made a lot of trips to the bathroom and I’m sure people assumed I was doing coke).
11:15pm — I’m finally ready to go and I ask for the bill. Bartender informs me that my bill was already taken care of by Mr. Xyz and any subsequent orders after he left were still taken care of by him.
As I’m about to leave, a female bartender tells me “you’re good for business. Come back another time!”
I know my bill was somewhere around $1,300 by the time I left.
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