All The Small Things

girls night out...

Last night I went out with a new girlfriend, first time we'd been out together. It was awesome! I wasn't quite sure what to expect really - you know what it's like when you meet someone new, you get along great, but you haven't actually spent any time together in a social setting? I work with this girl, one day a week, three hours a day... So in total, we'd probably spent less than 8 days together. Eight times three hours. And most of those hours were spent doing other things, like working. It's not much is it? We might not have gotten along! Making new friends is a funny business.

Anyway, she asked if we could hit the town, so we did. And I'm so glad that we did, it was amazing! We just hit the Vic, as you do. There were a fair few out, as one of the big employers in town had their last day of the season yesterday, so all the lads were out last night.

We arrived at the pub, played some pool with some of the lads, I introduced her to some people. She has it in her mind that I'm popular, and people like me, and I spent most of the night trying to disuade her. I'm not that popular here in town - I know a lot of people, but that doesn't mean that they all love me. In fact, there are one or two who absolutely hate my guts. Friends of that person I was dating back in the never never who put some nasty untruths around about me after we broke up. There's only two of them that hate me as a result, but two people in a group of 15 still makes for awkwardness.

Luckily, those two left fairly early, and we had the run of the place after that. We got booted from the Vic fairly early (11pm) so we headed to the other pub in town. There, we engaged in the same activities, pool, beverage disposal, general chit chat and some grooving to the tunes eminating from the jukebox. It was really good fun.

My new friend makes friends easily, and so while I was introducing her around, she was chatting away easy as anything to everyone after about ten minutes. Then she got it into her head that this particular young gentleman was very very cute, and that he and I should get together.

"He's so cute!"

"Yeah, I know. But he's also very young."

"Who cares!! He's so cute, and he's so into you!"

This particular young man is a lovely, gentle, sweet, rather sexy guy, and he is very very cute. There is no doubt about that at all. But at the same time, he is quite young, and I'm not into that.

So it gets to the end of the night, and my new friend says to this guy, "Are you going to walk Sass home?"

"Yeah."

"Oh." Says I. Its been decided then. My opinion is not required. Whatever.

So my new friend leaves, and the rest of us, another couple, two single guys, myself and the young guy, are left in the pub. We shoot another game of pool, and then get booted.

Outside, we all say goodbye. Young guy is staying around the corner from me anyway, so we start to walk together. We get to his street (one before mine) and I say "Well, I'll see you later then, you don't have to walk the rest of the way, its freezing."

"Would you like my jacket?"

"No, you'll freeze. I'm fine, thanks anyways."

"Well, I'm walking you home."

"You don't have to do that. I'll be fine, really"

"I want to."

"Righto then."

So we walk to my place, chatting about silly things I guess. Get to my place, and I say, "Would you like to come in for a coffee?"

"No thanks, I'd better get home. Goodnight."

And he kissed me on the cheek, I said goodbye, and he left.

 

What a lovely end to the evening. An odd end, but a very lovely one.

I don't think I've ever had anyone seriously walk me to my door and behave like such a complete and utter gentleman. My faith in chivalry is restored.

By a nineteen year old.

Who would have guessed it.

 

Can't wait to get to work on Thursday to see my new friend, and tell her that that is how the evening ended for us! She had such high hopes!!