Sometimes all you need is a good wingman. Even if they don't know they're being one.
I took a new friend to a party with my old co-workers. I didn't think about it at the time, but it turned out to be a very good idea, because I ignored the urge to try and talk to some people I really shouldn't be talking to.
It didn't turn out to be a very social setting. We were in a lounge that was playing loud rap and hip-hop so the two of us ended up in a corner talking to each other. And things got pretty boring after an hour, so we left. On our way out, a girl I met a few times came up to me and we chatted for a minute and made polite introductions. After she left, my unbeknown wingman suggested that I ask her out. I thought that was a pretty good suggestion.
But the two of us ended going back to Brooklyn and just spent time talking. We were introduced through a mutual friend, so we had much to talk about. Before we knew it, four hours had wizzed by, so we called it a night.
Our conversation was a good one, because my new wingman lent some perspective on some things about dating in New York. Things that I would love to get into detail now, but I really have to go. See, as soon as I got home, I ran into my neighbor, who suggested I come up for a drink.
Another really good suggestion tonight.
So I'm off...
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The life of a (single) man in NYC
Friday, July 06, 2007
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Was this a cute neighbor? ;)
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