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Another Insanely Crazy Night

Last night I went to Union Pool with a coworker. It wasn't as exciting as I thought it would be but maybe we were too early. It was super chill and probably a good place to go to catch up with friends. But wasn't feeling the whole outside, people smoking next to you, super hipster, guys that looked dirtyish-vibe. Plus I was pretty much the only one wearing heels. So I convinced my coworker to check out my beloved Solas on 9th btw 2nd and 3rd. Needless to say, it wasn't her scene and she left around 1. Not one to call it an early Saturday night, I proceeded to text everyone I knew to try and convince them to head over, but had no luck. Was just about to leave when some Irish guys called me over... then after introductions were made and I realized they were all about 22, they left. Went to get water and was about to leave for a second time when my bartender gave me a free drink. Not one to turn down a free drink, I decided to stay, he introduced me to another "regular" - very cool girl who has known my bartender for years.

We danced with some guys and unfortunately, the one I was with was completely slimy and all over me. Finally, I decided I couldn't take it anymore and ran back to my bartender. Minutes later, my new friend (whose name I have forgotten) noticed he was trying to make out with some poor, unsuspecting girl. Before we could stop it, he got to her, stuck his tongue down her throat and left. I went over and she was freaking out, noting that that's about a minute of her life she could never get back. The perils of being a woman.

I finally got to know a little bit more about my hot Scottish bartender. Like that he lives a block away from me on the North side of the street whereas I'm on the South side. When I told him where I lived, he smiled and exclaimed that I must be the long haired brunette always walking around naked with the nice rack. I proceeded to completely freak out for a full five minutes, flabbergasted that this guy has been seeing me naked for over a year now. All this time.. to which he finally lets me off the hook and tells me he actually lives further west, not directly behind me. Phew. My curtains are now closed..