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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

WTF Wednesday: Brandon #3 and Blue Martini Mondays

Blue Martini is always the worst best idea I ever have.

So, post-wedding weekend, Rachel and I hustled our asses back to Scottsdale so we could get to Rock Bottom for dinner where we got use to Rachel's baller 70% discount on a plethora of food that wasn't good for me or my diet or my trip to Hawaii. Anyways, after dinner, Tiffany, her boyfriend Kevin, Rachel and I all headed over to Blue Martini where we met up with Tiffany's friend, Reesie. Monday nights at BM are "I'm with the Band" where the Instant Classics play live while drunk idiots (some of which are really good) sing karaoke with them. Its also Industry Night, so its half off of drink and food all night for those in the hospitality business OR those of us who know the staff far, far too well. I knew it was going to be a great night with the saucy guitarist, Brian, wandering around, my favorite bartender, Troy at the outside bar and Cookie on duty as manager. All the makings of the worst best Blue Martini nights.

Anyways, the moron waitress was moving way, way too slow as always so we were migrating between our cocktail table and the outside bar where we had open tabs with the deliciously sexy bartender, Troy. He's also very sweet and has this adorable boyish smile. He was all hot and heavy for Rachel after one look at her, so I knew that would do wonderful things for my tab at the end of the night. 

Of course, I was busy making sexy eyes at Brian while he played on stage. I'm sure he didn't take any notice, which makes me all the more determined. After like 4 martinis, I'm sure my sexy eyes look a lot more like crazy eyes. Whatevs.
My sexiest eyes, post 4 martinis

Anyways, I was getting kinda rowdy since, in my opinion, Brian was giving me some level of attention and I was sort of tipsy. Cougars were dancing all around and Tiffany managed to attract some nice older gentleman who wanted to chat us up. I was bored with them after like 3 seconds, although one of them was cute in an older dude kinda way. I was really busy with my sexy eyes.

Later in the night, Tiff, Kevin and Reesie left Rachel and I at the back bar with Tray pouring plentiful martinis. Soon enough, the two older guys from before were back talking with us. I introduced myself to the taller, handsome one and what is his name? BRANDON.

So, we talk for a while. I was really pretty drunk so I can't recall many details other than he's in his 30's and use to live all over Africa and Europe doing corporate airplane stuff. Sounds good to me. His friend was also driving a Porsche. Needless to say, he asked me if I wanted to exchange numbers, and since I've had SUCH AMAZING LUCK with all the other Brandon's in my life, I went ahead and did so. I put him into my phone as Brandon #3...he asked, "What's that all about...?". I just laughed and laughed and laughed.

After we shook off Brandon #3, Brian was done with the set and mingling with us. He even kissed me on the cheek. I'll take it. For now.

Then it was 2:30am. Remember how its Monday and I work at 5am on every weekday? 

WTF. I am not a responsible adult. Seriously, who does that on a Monday night? I happen to do it like...twice a week. Le sigh.

Needless to say, Rachel had a good time. Our bar tab was miraculously $21 total for the two of us...according to my receipt we each only had one half price drink. I'm going to go ahead and assume that is the absolute truth of the night....although how I felt in the morning was testament to how false it likely was that I only had one drink.

So, Brandon #3 and I have plans to go out next week. Troy and Rachel will one day romance again. Brian will continue to be nice to me and I will continue to believe he is actually flirting with me. I will go back to sleeping a normal night, sans booze, and be productive at work.  All is right and well in the universe.

Tomorrow, learn how I met Honey Boo Boo. Nighty Nite, kiddos!

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