Where the Kids Come to Mouth Off

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
...a woman who tends bar at a restaurant attached to my building....I was kinda drunk, but I remember her as being fairly attractive. Should I fuck her?

Yes...unless you are married to me. Then no.

It depends...How much do you like the restaurant that you won't get to go to any more if you end up hating each other because she will instruct the waitstaff to spit in your soup?

[Gattigap]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
So I went out last night with some friends I knew from back when I was cool. We went to a place in Montrose, the sort of place where the patrons were amply tattooed and pierced, but reasonably well-dressed, though their taste tended a little too much to black for me. Sort of like goths without the gloominess. It was a pleasant evening and I spent most of my night on the upstairs patio with a magnificent view of downtown.

Feeling rather anonymous, I allowed myself to relax a little. I chatted with the promoter about the evolution of electronic dance music and club scenes in general and let the tequila shots my friend was buying with crisp hundies he'd won recently in a pool tournament in Las Vegas do their trick.

As we were leaving, however, I was recognized. It wasn't by a coworker, thank goodness, but by a woman who tends bar at a restaurant attached to my building. She expressed amazement to see someone who works in my building at that particular club. She asked me to start coming in for drinks on Wednesday nights and then we could go to the club together.

I was kinda drunk, but I remember her as being fairly attractive. Should I fuck her?

Hmm. Was she the one in the center?



Oh, who am I kidding? Yes, do her from here 'till Tuesday. Then, of course, post here about it.

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by TexLex
Yes...unless you are married to me. Then no.

It depends...How much do you like the restaurant that you won't get to go to any more if you end up hating each other because she will instruct the waitstaff to spit in your soup?

I don't like the restaurant at all. The only times I have been there were for after-work drinks.

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by Gattigap
Hmm. Was she the one in the center?

Oh, who am I kidding? Yes, do her from here 'till Tuesday. Then, of course, post here about it.

Promise not to tell my gf?

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
I don't like the restaurant at all. The only times I have been there were for after-work drinks.

So the worst that can happen is she starts stalking you at work?

[greatwhitenorthchick]

Originally posted by Gattigap

Oh, who am I kidding? Yes, do her from here 'till Tuesday. Then, of course, post here about it.

he should keep it down though. voices carry.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by Gattigap
Oh, who am I kidding? Yes, do her from here 'till Tuesday. Then, of course, post here about it.

No, post during if you're going to do her for four days straight.

ETFF--Burger

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
A little soon, don't you think?

It's cool. I've got a very short refractory period.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter

I was kinda drunk, but I remember her as being fairly attractive. Should I fuck her?

God no. Terrible idea. Thank goodness you asked for advice.

[Gattigap]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
No, post [i]during[i/] if you're going to do her for four days straight.

Yes, thouggh

i imagine theat

his spelliNG and snetence structure will suffer

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Gattigap
Hmm. Was she the one in the center?



Oh, who am I kidding? Yes, do her from here 'till Tuesday. Then, of course, post here about it.

Is that the chick from Serendipity? God, she's ridiculously hot. I just watched some awful flick called TipToes (I won't even write about it... its just that bad) starring her. Fucking dazzling. I can't recall a hotter face on a chick.

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
So I went out last night with some friends I knew from back when I was cool. We went to a place in Montrose, the sort of place where the patrons were amply tattooed and pierced, but reasonably well-dressed, though their taste tended a little too much to black for me. Sort of like goths without the gloominess. It was a pleasant evening and I spent most of my night on the upstairs patio with a magnificent view of downtown.

Feeling rather anonymous, I allowed myself to relax a little. I chatted with the promoter about the evolution of electronic dance music and club scenes in general and let the tequila shots my friend was buying with crisp hundies he'd won recently in a pool tournament in Las Vegas do their trick.

As we were leaving, however, I was recognized. It wasn't by a coworker, thank goodness, but by a woman who tends bar at a restaurant attached to my building. She expressed amazement to see someone who works in my building at that particular club. She asked me to start coming in for drinks on Wednesday nights and then we could go to the club together.

I was kinda drunk, but I remember her as being fairly attractive. Should I fuck her?

If she's hot and she can hold a conversation, fuck her. If she's just hot, then fuck her at her place and then leave early. If she's not hot, then get drunk and fuck her, but only if she promises you free drinks at the work bar.

But why would you be worried about being seen by a coworker? It's not like you were pole-dancing with ABBA.

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
I'm very sad that we've gotten to the point where this question even has to be asked.

So are you gonna fuck him?

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
Promise not to tell my gf?

Why? Will she get pissed and call your wife?

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by taxwonk
If she's hot and she can hold a conversation, fuck her. If she's just hot, then fuck her at her place and then leave early. If she's not hot, then get drunk and fuck her, but only if she promises you free drinks at the work bar.

But why would you be worried about being seen by a coworker? It's not like you were pole-dancing with ABBA.

ABBA was not there, that I know of, but I did dance. This is something I'd rather not do in front of people I have to deal with professionally.