Fortuity
The theme of my Memorial Day weekend was sitting back and "riding life" (thanks Erica). The entire weekend I watched while everything just work out in my favor. Praise God, Karma, whatever and all. I'm happy my 4 day weekend went by slowly. Saturday night was a key night during which my eyes were open to the power of fortuity.
After my cousin's college graduation, I met up with my boy Jason at this spot on the waterfront. When I parked near the Wharf I ran into the host of the BBQ I planned on going to the next day. He mentioned he just had some drinks and he was going to the Wharf to pick up somethings then head to Left Bank in Adam's Morgan. I told him I would eventually end up in Adam's and would meet him there.
Jason, another of ours friend and I had some drinks and listened to a bad cover band while we enjoyed the breeze off the water. Our friend left shortly before Jason and I decided to search aimlessly for parking around Adam's Morgan. After searching so long we both had to use the restroom so bad that we just went to the nearest bar. That bar happened to be the Common Share (read "I Definitely Cincoed my De Mayo" post if you haven't already).
We had already partied with a crew there last night so everyone just greeted us like it was Cheers! We do our thing and decide to have a drink before hitting up Left Bank. Soon after a crew of women walk in. A large crew. The hottest one, amy, went around me to get to the bar then notice I was... admiring her. She turned apologized for cutting in front of me not noticing that jason and I had drinks in our hands...LOL.
Jason and I beat the odds. He as my wingman took on the 9 on 2 odds and left the Common Share to join them at Roxanne/The Brass Monkey. We get there and wait in line. An angry foreign guy came to the doorman and said his line was too long. He of course wanted to split our crew up which was now rolling 12 deep. So the foreign guy tugs on my arm a bit to take us to the other door... with a longer line. Whatever. Annoyed about the odd aggressive touching but we rolled. The foreign guy apparently didn't warn the other door man about the rush of people who would be coming with him up the stairs. Of course he stopped ME, but grabbing my arm so hard i almost skipped a step. So I'm pissed. In an angry tone this ass asks what's going on. I'm pissed so I replied in an angry tone the situation and how unprofessional these guys were being. Long story short, I was such an ass that the foreign guys kicked me out upon reaching the top of the stairs because he didn't like what I was saying about their stupid and aggressive behavior. Come to find out later in the night that they were assholes to a lot of people. I don't like being treated like cattle... sorry... part of being HUMAN!
Jason and I were about to end the night after the ultimate cock-block by the doormen. Then we decided to meet up with my co-worker at Left Bank. That didn't last long because we couldn't find my friend. So we had a quick drink and left to serve our craving for Jumbo slice. Overall, I was getting over the Roxanne/Brass Monkey experience after overhearing some other people bitch about those guys. It would seem the timing was perfect because Amy and one other friend comes walking towards us. 2 on 2 were better odds. We exchanged info and bitched about the doormen.
Jason and I are wowed by the time. Had we not gotten jumbo slice that wouldn't have happened. If we had found my friend in Left Bank that wouldn't have happened. Had we gone home it definitely wouldn't have happened. The freakin' fortuitous night didn't end there. Four women came up to us to share our jumbo slice and I was able to repay Jason by being his wingman. The entire weekend was awesome because of us just riding life. Greatest advice I've received in a long time...
FIN
After my cousin's college graduation, I met up with my boy Jason at this spot on the waterfront. When I parked near the Wharf I ran into the host of the BBQ I planned on going to the next day. He mentioned he just had some drinks and he was going to the Wharf to pick up somethings then head to Left Bank in Adam's Morgan. I told him I would eventually end up in Adam's and would meet him there.
Jason, another of ours friend and I had some drinks and listened to a bad cover band while we enjoyed the breeze off the water. Our friend left shortly before Jason and I decided to search aimlessly for parking around Adam's Morgan. After searching so long we both had to use the restroom so bad that we just went to the nearest bar. That bar happened to be the Common Share (read "I Definitely Cincoed my De Mayo" post if you haven't already).
We had already partied with a crew there last night so everyone just greeted us like it was Cheers! We do our thing and decide to have a drink before hitting up Left Bank. Soon after a crew of women walk in. A large crew. The hottest one, amy, went around me to get to the bar then notice I was... admiring her. She turned apologized for cutting in front of me not noticing that jason and I had drinks in our hands...LOL.
Jason and I beat the odds. He as my wingman took on the 9 on 2 odds and left the Common Share to join them at Roxanne/The Brass Monkey. We get there and wait in line. An angry foreign guy came to the doorman and said his line was too long. He of course wanted to split our crew up which was now rolling 12 deep. So the foreign guy tugs on my arm a bit to take us to the other door... with a longer line. Whatever. Annoyed about the odd aggressive touching but we rolled. The foreign guy apparently didn't warn the other door man about the rush of people who would be coming with him up the stairs. Of course he stopped ME, but grabbing my arm so hard i almost skipped a step. So I'm pissed. In an angry tone this ass asks what's going on. I'm pissed so I replied in an angry tone the situation and how unprofessional these guys were being. Long story short, I was such an ass that the foreign guys kicked me out upon reaching the top of the stairs because he didn't like what I was saying about their stupid and aggressive behavior. Come to find out later in the night that they were assholes to a lot of people. I don't like being treated like cattle... sorry... part of being HUMAN!
Jason and I were about to end the night after the ultimate cock-block by the doormen. Then we decided to meet up with my co-worker at Left Bank. That didn't last long because we couldn't find my friend. So we had a quick drink and left to serve our craving for Jumbo slice. Overall, I was getting over the Roxanne/Brass Monkey experience after overhearing some other people bitch about those guys. It would seem the timing was perfect because Amy and one other friend comes walking towards us. 2 on 2 were better odds. We exchanged info and bitched about the doormen.
Jason and I are wowed by the time. Had we not gotten jumbo slice that wouldn't have happened. If we had found my friend in Left Bank that wouldn't have happened. Had we gone home it definitely wouldn't have happened. The freakin' fortuitous night didn't end there. Four women came up to us to share our jumbo slice and I was able to repay Jason by being his wingman. The entire weekend was awesome because of us just riding life. Greatest advice I've received in a long time...
FIN
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