I think you all know that I do love people and going out but sometimes I just hide away. I am one of those people that get really excited planning a night out....then that night arrives and I can barely muster the enthusiasm to take a shower.....I go reluctantly and TA-DA
I have the best time. Usually.
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| Amazing women, all of them. |
My friend was celebrating her birthday at a local pub. Her husband is a muso and had a gig at said pub; it sounded like it was going to be awesome and FOMO* was a definite motivator. Two problems though ...Friday nights find me shatterooned and Russell was away which meant I had to go on my own.
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Anyyyyyyway, long story short. Ta-Da! I had the best time. I missed Russell but the other couples graciously included me and I didn't feel like a spare part at all - no dirty dancing or PDA's! ;-)
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| Only one of these guys is a real muso....but the other had fun anyway! |
Lucky for us we can follow Linton from gig to gig (his own stash of aging groupies) and we dont even have to leave the valley! ;-)
Funny story from the evening : I went to the bar to order a drink (passion fruit and soda) and go to pay for it when the barman asks if he can add a shot of vodka for me. I politely decline and he looks utterly confused and really is speechless. He then declines payment as how on earth can I be forced to pay for 'juice'. I ain't complaining.....!
FOMO = Fear Of Missing Out
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Not paying for a drink? Now that's a bargain :)
Glad you had a ball.