I barely knew anyone at my friend’s bday party save for the bday boy and another friend. Everyone else I knew was several years younger than me. And although I tried to withhold my judgment, they were not city dwellers. I could smell the i-hate-driving-in-san-francisco and the suburbia-is-my-love on all of them.<\/p>\n
But well, they made it to the city to party at a local hip bar\/restaurant\/club. Not my scene since I was 24.<\/p>\n
I danced…almost with uncertainty at the edge of the group. Several guys who I would call azn<\/i> with spiky over-gelled hair and a shockingly doused with cheap cologne arrived.<\/p>\n
One of the girls I chatted with about ice cream earlier look at me and said, “Hey Jenn, let me introduce you.”<\/p>\n
I shook hands with a guy. Jerry, I think.<\/p>\n
“How do you know the birthday boy?” he asked.<\/p>\n
I laughed, trying to be cordial, “At a conference! Well a party! How do you know the birthday boy?”<\/p>\n
It was loud and he had to lean forward to hear. He made some witty remark and not completely understanding, I just nodded. <\/p>\n
Then in less a minute, he turned to another friend and said, “Let me introduce you. This is Will. This is Jenn.”<\/p>\n
I turned to talk to Will. “How do you know the birthday boy?” Will asked, talking into my ear to outshout the music. Lady Gaga was playing now.<\/p>\n
I rephrased my answer and exclaimed, “At a party!”<\/p>\n
And once again, Will turned to another guy. “This is Aaron.”<\/p>\n
There was nobody else down the line. We had the same conversation about knowing the birthday boy, how often we came here (yes even though I live close by, this is only my third time<\/i>), and what we did for fun.<\/p>\n
Chris said that I killed the conversation when Will asked if I wanted a drink and I told him bluntly that I didn’t drink. I guess that I should have played along.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I barely knew anyone at my friend’s bday party save for the bday boy and another friend. Everyone else I knew was several years younger than me. And although I tried to withhold my judgment, they were not city dwellers. … Continue reading