Good morning blog readers! I hope this post finds you well. Earlier this evening me and some friends enjoyed dinner and then some drinks at a local pub. Here's what transpired...
We got to the pub and ordered a round. They have our favorite beer on-tap - Magic Hat #9 so we all were happy to be there. As we enjoyed our beers we noticed a poor chap who had obviously bought a shirt that day and had decided to wear it tonight. How did we know that? Because one of the stickers was still stuck on the collar of the shirt!
At this point, as a nice gal, I can't let him wander around the rest of the night with this sticker on his collar. So I walk over and tell him the issue. We get the sticker off and start to talk. He seems nice enough, but it seems we don't have a lot in common. Finally, he says to me "So why aren't you married?" I say, "I guess I haven't found the right guy. I'm a little picky." He says, "Well, you're almost 30 so I'm sure you want to get married."
I'm sorry. What?!?! I am 28 years old and am in no rush to get married. Where does he get off saying this??? He continues to push the topic so I escape to the bathroom and when I return, I stay with my friends, not saying much else to him. Then he decides he needs to come over to me and continue talking. Super annoying.
At this point we all decide to leave. He "fist bumps"' me and we get the hell outta there. What in the world was that conversation? It was a waste of time, breathe, and energy. Why do "almost 30 year-old" women have some rampant desire to get married? Oh wait. We don't.
As I said at the bar, if I had to choose my career or a marriage by the time I'm 30...I'd choose my career everytime. At least until I find the "right" guy!
Moral of the story - guys in bars? Still shady.
