Confused...isn't it IF you're dating someone you're allowed to be jealous?
So things have been quiet on the Eastern front, as I figured they would be. See, Orelinde doesn't have mad spouts of dating like she had the past few weeks. Nope, it's peaks and valley's and mainly it's valley's. Why? Perhaps because all my friends are settled down, and no one knows interesting NORMAL men, or it can even be that no one likes to go out anymore. So I have no decided it is up to me to just go out and meet folk on my own. Sidekick or no sidekick. Also I have decided to step up and see where certain situations lay, as I am tired of pussyfooting (sorry my Mc-Kittens for that use of word) around. Read on and you'll understand.
So almost a year and 1/2 ago, a woman that I know and I ventured in to NYC for shopping, dinner and a concert. She insisted we go to this very delicious, extremely popular restaurant in Times Square where the bartender is 'handsome and sweet' and the food 'out of this world'. Upon our dining there, I spot a bartender, that if you can imagine it...could be Johnny Depp's stand-in or twin if you like. Picture Johnny Depp (not as Edward Sissorhands) but as the gypsy in Chocolate. Yeah! So of course I have to comment about this to him, and thus begins a flirtatious and nice friendship. Now I know what you're all thinking. He's a bartender! He's in the people profession....it's his job to be flirtatious. But it is more than that. Over the course of this friendship, he also gives me perks when dining or drinking there. We have conversations, share book topics or vacation stories with one another. Find out that we BOTH have cats...BOTH sets of cats are a tuxedo and a tabby. And better yet both sets of cats are brother and sister where (our boys) are the tuxedos and (our girls) the tabby's. We even have our kitties photos stored on our phones. 'Doopelganger Johnny' as I will refer to him as he has not yet stepped up to 'Contender' status also told me it is not necessary to tip him when I go down, in fact he refuses the tip.
And there is flirting, sometimes subtle...sometimes less than subtle. However as well should know by now, Orelinde isn't one to make the 1st move. Nope, not since many moons ago when she was severely burned by her first love. Anyway 'Doopelganger Johnny' insisted we (my family and I) celebrate my birthday at his place of bartending...and we all had a blast. I had mentioned to him the length of time we knew one another and he was in shock stating 'it seems way longer than that'. So I was a bit concerned and said...'is that a bad thing?' and he reassured me that it was not. I then said that sometimes when people hold a special part in your life, time is insignificant.' He agreed and said that I articulated that very well. And that was it for awhile. Months went by, and I had planned to getting back to NYC to visit 'Doopelganger Johnny', see if I could work up the nerve to make my move. And then I finally made it back with my aunt (whom he enjoys hanging with as well). We were both excited to see one another and the evening flowed like it normally does. Except there was a hitch.
Isn't there always a hitch in the road to happiness? As it always is, when down at this location, you wind up talking to other patrons, and this night was no exception. But this time, I started talking to a man (around my own age) who decided to talk. Turns out the guy just relocated from St. Louis, and lives in downtown NYC. I asked him which company he worked for as my company has a location in St. Louis. Well 'Doopelganger Johnny' was none too pleased. He made it clear that he was eavesdropping on the conversation, would just gawk at me from time to time (although I was talking to him as well). And then I bought my new pal a shot, thinking 'Doopelganger Johnny' would be pleased that I was ringing his bar for him. Uh, YEAH....that would be a NEGATIVE. 'Doopelganger Johnny' did serve us the shots, but in disbelief...I thought only because it was the first time I ever bought a round when there for someone I didn't know. Before the new guy left, we exchanged phone numbers and e-mails...and 'Doopelganger Johnny' watched, standing right in front of me, in shock. Ida (my aunt watched this with amusement and trying to assessment). So, new guy leaves and I venture to the upstairs to use the ladies room. Well, and I have to say Ida is my neutral party, so she wouldn't just say this to egg me on. 'Doopelganger Johnny' comes back to our end of the bar, see my seat and the new guys seat empty, does double takes, looks at Ida as if to say 'she left with him?!?!?' and is just staring at my chair. I come back and Ida starts to fill me in. 'Doopelganger Johnny' comes back, asks if we want to close out the tab and after saying 'yes' he presents the bill to me. You can only imagine my shock and bewilderment when upon viewing the check note that not only did he not give us any comps...but the price of the bill was full price and after closer inspection noted he did not charge for any of Ida's beverages...but mine he did!
So on our drive home Ida and I dissected this scenario to the best of our abilities. What did this mean? Why did 'Doopelganger Johnny' freak out like that? Was it just that comps now have to be kept to a minimum? That still didn't explain why he didn't charge for her beverages, yet he did charge mine. That seems a little snarky...huh? Ida agrees finally with me that something more is dwelling in him than just a friendship feeling. Then again, we're both women and looking for the end of the rainbow, so maybe we're completely disillusioned on this one. Either way...enough is enough. Why doesn't 'Doopelganger Johnny' either speak up or make a move? Well, I am going to make that move. Come the ned of the week, I am going to be brave (yeah right...may have to hit a bar or two for courage on my way to seeing him) and say: 'look, if this is just a friend thing, then cool. but if this is something we need to explore...OPEN YER MOUTH AND LET'S GO!!!). But my pondering for now is...we're not an in any form of relationship other than platonic friendship. So why freak like that? Is it that he felt threatened by new guy? Is it that he was just jealous that I was talking to another man? Why dear God...why?
So almost a year and 1/2 ago, a woman that I know and I ventured in to NYC for shopping, dinner and a concert. She insisted we go to this very delicious, extremely popular restaurant in Times Square where the bartender is 'handsome and sweet' and the food 'out of this world'. Upon our dining there, I spot a bartender, that if you can imagine it...could be Johnny Depp's stand-in or twin if you like. Picture Johnny Depp (not as Edward Sissorhands) but as the gypsy in Chocolate. Yeah! So of course I have to comment about this to him, and thus begins a flirtatious and nice friendship. Now I know what you're all thinking. He's a bartender! He's in the people profession....it's his job to be flirtatious. But it is more than that. Over the course of this friendship, he also gives me perks when dining or drinking there. We have conversations, share book topics or vacation stories with one another. Find out that we BOTH have cats...BOTH sets of cats are a tuxedo and a tabby. And better yet both sets of cats are brother and sister where (our boys) are the tuxedos and (our girls) the tabby's. We even have our kitties photos stored on our phones. 'Doopelganger Johnny' as I will refer to him as he has not yet stepped up to 'Contender' status also told me it is not necessary to tip him when I go down, in fact he refuses the tip.
And there is flirting, sometimes subtle...sometimes less than subtle. However as well should know by now, Orelinde isn't one to make the 1st move. Nope, not since many moons ago when she was severely burned by her first love. Anyway 'Doopelganger Johnny' insisted we (my family and I) celebrate my birthday at his place of bartending...and we all had a blast. I had mentioned to him the length of time we knew one another and he was in shock stating 'it seems way longer than that'. So I was a bit concerned and said...'is that a bad thing?' and he reassured me that it was not. I then said that sometimes when people hold a special part in your life, time is insignificant.' He agreed and said that I articulated that very well. And that was it for awhile. Months went by, and I had planned to getting back to NYC to visit 'Doopelganger Johnny', see if I could work up the nerve to make my move. And then I finally made it back with my aunt (whom he enjoys hanging with as well). We were both excited to see one another and the evening flowed like it normally does. Except there was a hitch.
Isn't there always a hitch in the road to happiness? As it always is, when down at this location, you wind up talking to other patrons, and this night was no exception. But this time, I started talking to a man (around my own age) who decided to talk. Turns out the guy just relocated from St. Louis, and lives in downtown NYC. I asked him which company he worked for as my company has a location in St. Louis. Well 'Doopelganger Johnny' was none too pleased. He made it clear that he was eavesdropping on the conversation, would just gawk at me from time to time (although I was talking to him as well). And then I bought my new pal a shot, thinking 'Doopelganger Johnny' would be pleased that I was ringing his bar for him. Uh, YEAH....that would be a NEGATIVE. 'Doopelganger Johnny' did serve us the shots, but in disbelief...I thought only because it was the first time I ever bought a round when there for someone I didn't know. Before the new guy left, we exchanged phone numbers and e-mails...and 'Doopelganger Johnny' watched, standing right in front of me, in shock. Ida (my aunt watched this with amusement and trying to assessment). So, new guy leaves and I venture to the upstairs to use the ladies room. Well, and I have to say Ida is my neutral party, so she wouldn't just say this to egg me on. 'Doopelganger Johnny' comes back to our end of the bar, see my seat and the new guys seat empty, does double takes, looks at Ida as if to say 'she left with him?!?!?' and is just staring at my chair. I come back and Ida starts to fill me in. 'Doopelganger Johnny' comes back, asks if we want to close out the tab and after saying 'yes' he presents the bill to me. You can only imagine my shock and bewilderment when upon viewing the check note that not only did he not give us any comps...but the price of the bill was full price and after closer inspection noted he did not charge for any of Ida's beverages...but mine he did!
So on our drive home Ida and I dissected this scenario to the best of our abilities. What did this mean? Why did 'Doopelganger Johnny' freak out like that? Was it just that comps now have to be kept to a minimum? That still didn't explain why he didn't charge for her beverages, yet he did charge mine. That seems a little snarky...huh? Ida agrees finally with me that something more is dwelling in him than just a friendship feeling. Then again, we're both women and looking for the end of the rainbow, so maybe we're completely disillusioned on this one. Either way...enough is enough. Why doesn't 'Doopelganger Johnny' either speak up or make a move? Well, I am going to make that move. Come the ned of the week, I am going to be brave (yeah right...may have to hit a bar or two for courage on my way to seeing him) and say: 'look, if this is just a friend thing, then cool. but if this is something we need to explore...OPEN YER MOUTH AND LET'S GO!!!). But my pondering for now is...we're not an in any form of relationship other than platonic friendship. So why freak like that? Is it that he felt threatened by new guy? Is it that he was just jealous that I was talking to another man? Why dear God...why?
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