Last night was insane. I don't say that often these days. I guess it's because I work everyday and hardly get to go out. Last night was an exception. My friends and I decided to go a local Burlesque show. I used to go all the time...I'm a big fan of the queens.
The drinking begins. By the time the show had started I had had 3 cocktails and 3 shots. I was feeling good. During the show, a waitress comes around and takes orders for drinks. The waitress that served us looked familiar...
I remembered her...boobs. And that ass.
Almost a year ago, I had watched the same show. She was also our waitress. I of course got tanked and kept feeding the waitress shots. We ended up "bumping" into each other in the bathroom. It was a mind blowing 20 minutes. I kissed her goodbye and left thinking, "Did that really happen?!"
Since then, I would eat at the restaurant she worked at and we would just awkwardly ignore each other. Last night was no exception. We pretended to not know each other. But throughout the show I would catch little smirks and glances from her. When she would hand me a drink I would feel her hand brush up on mine.
After paying my $190 bill I was feeling gooooooood. And waitress looked fucking hot. We finally shared the eyefucking glance and I knew what was coming (no pun intended). We took Liquid Cocaine shots (I felt like SHIT this morning), but the little bit of liquid courage allowed for some pretty good times. Apparently I really like bathrooms. Good times. And this time--I got her number.
