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I recently went out to this nice place on The Island called “Bottles”. Amazing atmosphere and pretty cool cuisine. I was there with colleagues from work for drinks, a gentle Mexican food tour – tortillas, chicken fajitas, margaritas…the usual Tex-Mex fare – and enjoying the cool evening weather. We had ordered our drinks and meal and had now begun eating when a gaggle of very beautiful damsels breezed in. Young, pretty and immaculately dressed ladies. They came in and took the table behind ours. These ones were so attractive, I occasionally caught myself stealing glimpses.
They made their orders and waited sipping daintily on their drinks. By now, my colleague and I had already made our picks and a pact to go over to their table and make their acquaintance. We would chat them up as soon as my wingman had gathered some dutch courage. Well, this wasn’t happening anytime soon… so we just killed the plan and instead settled for watching from a distance. Best. Decision. Ever!!! Why, you may ask? Humour me and read on.
“What exactly were they on about? First of all,I feel like listening in on that conversation has really made me afraid of females (eavesdropping is just rude) but… it has also enlightened me a little bit on what women think they want. “
While waiting on their order, these girls had drank a good amount of margaritas and the tension on their table gradually started to build. I mean what initially seemed like a quiet table was now the loudest table on the floor. I began to pay more attention to them as now the mood at their table lit up. I could maybe find a nice way to slip in and introduce myself..(my wingman might have chickened out by I hadn’t completely torpedoed the plan). These six beauties began to talk about their various relationships not even paying attention to who was around. Wait! Wait! Wait! I did not plan to listen in on a conversation that definitely did not concern me, but now I was in I couldn’t get out!
As each girl would talk about her relationship, one of the others would interject with excerpts of their own maybe similar past experiences while the rest laughed with glee. What exactly were they on about? First of all,I feel like listening in on that conversation has really made me afraid of females (eavesdropping is just rude) but… it has also enlightened me a little bit on what women think they want. They spoke about basic relationship issues like infidelity, financial issues, compromise, misunderstanding and even (drumroll…) sex.
Some spoke about their partners with some vitriol, others trying to make their situation seem more complicated than that of the next girl. You would think this was a planned intervention and not just a social gathering. The story that most intrigued me was that of the girl who discovered that her boyfriend is love rat, but didn’t mind because she maintained that he was taking good care of her financial needs. Another said that she loved her boyfriend but then he wasn’t financially stable and couldn’t envision herself continuing with such a relationship.
“As each girl would talk about her relationship, one of the others would interject with excerpts of their own maybe similar past experiences while the rest laughed with glee. What exactly were they on about? First of all,I feel like listening in on that conversation has really made me afraid of females (eavesdropping is just rude) but…”
As the girls continued to share their war stories and giggle, I nursed my drink while enjoying the gist (I had by now concluded I best not say hello after all). Eventually, I decided to fade out their chatter and return to proceedings at my table and my surroundings in general. After all, we were in a really cool spot with an interesting crowd on a Thursday evening.
Among the many beautiful people who came in that evening was this very neatly dressed, suave guy. He wore nice designer shoes and his wrist watch said it all. He walked in and looked around briefly like he was trying to decide on a seat. It was, however, when a knowing smile flashed across his face that it became clear that he had found whom he was after.
Suave guy (yes let’s call him that) walked by our table and through to the table with the chattering beauties. Along with his exquisite ensemble he was beaming with a confident smile, as he said hello to the girls. The one that seemed to be his girlfriend shared her friends’ names to him. Yes! One of them was his girlfriend (feel free to guess which it was). The table was filled, with no room for him, but I doubt he intended to stay. He took girlfriend aside his smile still shimmering, handed her a wad of cash and a warm hug, and, just like The Flash was gone!
“Some spoke about their partners with some vitriol, others trying to make their situation seem more complicated than that of the next girl. You would think this was a planned intervention and not just a social gathering.”
I wasn’t the only one who noticed the brisk exchange, her companions did too. She walked herself back to the table blushing, as she waved the stack of cash in the air for her friends to see. It was obvious that suave guy was taking care of his girlfriend. But this girl had already told the gathering that she found out he was cheating and didn’t care. So, unbeknownst to suave guy, he had walked right into a setting that was probably judging him in their minds but also some of which could be considering him as an option judging by the admiring looks they gave his girlfriend.
Anyway, guys (suave guy included): You know how we link up, come together for drinks, talk about cars, sports, politics, the economy, business and all those kind of things? Well, the girls meet up as well, hangout and gist too. If you’ve ever wondered what they are always giggling about when you come into the room or walk by… Well, it’s not about shoes, make up, clothes or any of those. It’s YOU! If you’ve been good, if you’ve been bad these silent partners in your relationship knows it all.
The giggles and knowing glances may just be a sarcastic gesture. Or not. I would urge you, however, not to go stirring up anything based on this article though. It is just my own opinion based on some unscientific observation after a few margheritas. In any case, watching those girls share their relationship issues with others scared me. I mean in the future my girlfriend might just be at some restaurant sharing my tales too.
Ladies, AIBU (am I being unreasonable, for those who don’t know) to ask: Why do you share relationship issues with the world? Sympathy? Pity? Advice? Maybe you just want to let others know you’re going through something too? Please send in your thoughts to this article and the concluding question. I promise to put up the best responses i get (nothing more than 300 words please)comments powered by Disqus