I absolutely have to share this story because it was just that hilarious.
Me and my roommate went out for a few drinks the other night and were not the least bit interested in talking to anyone besides each other. We had a beer at one bar before deciding that we were hungry and had to find somewhere to eat (in walking distance) before we might die of starvation. I recalled this nice bar/restaurant with great burgers & fries—which conveniently was right around the corner. So, off we went.
We ordered loaded burgers and spicy fries as soon as we got there. 😍 AHH, just what we needed. After we ate, this young man in a hippie-type hat approached two guys directly across from us asking if we were all together. They quickly said no, (I think they were actually with each other.) Anyway, we overhear part of the conversation introducing himself as Ryan, Co-owner of the bar/restaurant. He walks away and then comes up to us a few minutes later and says something along these lines “Hi, I’m the Ryan co-owner with that man over there in the glasses.” We each shake his hand and glance over at the man in the glasses and smile. He then says “How was everything, is there anything you wanted to try on the menu?” I pipe up immediately because if you’ve read my blog, you understand my true love is actually food. So I’m like “Mac & cheese!” He’s like ok they’re a little busy, but it will be right out. He gives us two drink chips & walks away.
We talk amongst ourselves about how that was really nice of the owner to come up to everyone and make small talk and give out drink chips. What a great way to keep people coming back we both nodded. I would never think twice about it, but my intuitive roommate saw a few holes in the story. He only talked to the guys across from us, asking if we were together—no one else. Not to judge a book by the cover, but he didn’t look like an owner of a bar/restaurant. Then, out of nowhere a cook from the back comes out and says “Sorry about that guy creeping on you.” Before we could reply, he set down two drink chips in front of us and quickly walked away. Wait, what creep? The owner? Then it was like a light bulb went off and it hit us. We laughed SO hard in disbelief of the lengths “Ryan” was willing to go to just to come up and talk to us. We enjoyed the Mac & cheese and free drinks.
Of course I went up to the other “owner” in the glasses while he was paying his tab and said “Wait, if you’re the owner then why are you paying your bill.” He laughed and said he WAS the owner and that his friend Ryan really liked us. Pretty sure he was not the owner either, but at this point who really knows?!
In conclusion, I think most girls admire boldness and/or ballsy-ness. He left his number, but we left it on the bar. Whoops. Any man who is willing to buy me food gets a gold star. LOL. For another funny, yet true story you have to read this one: Cab Ride With the Man-bun.