I went out to a bar last night and made a disturbing discovery. I've lost my beer goggles.
You'd think by my 3rd vodka tonic (I am not a drunkard) everyone would start to look like Jude Law. But alas, they started to look more like ... well, I don't want to be mean so let's just say they did not look like Jude Law.
It was interesting to see all the interactions going on around me. But the level of superficiality was a little disappointing. Guys would literally stare at girls' asses as they walked by and occasionally stop them immediately to talk to them. Come on, try some subtlety. Although the girls were no better with their giggling and hair tossing.
When did I become such a cynic? These people are just trying to get a little somethin and all I could think was, "everyone here is an idiot". (Except the people I went with of course) I know it's me that's being the idiot. "Oh my goodness, people are being superficial and flirtatious at *gasp* a BAR." What did I expect? Meaningful conversations and networking?
I decided to just go with the flow (zen is the new thing) and right at closing time met some clearly drunker people who bought me a kamikaze, which totally helped alleviate my cynicism, go figure. And just as I was starting to loosen up we got into this conversation about how the entire city of San Diego is relationship-phobic. I knew it wasn't just me who thought that! It came from three independent sources, someone who moved from Texas, from New York, and a native San Diegan.
So let's summarize shall we? I've lost my beer goggles and I'm going to be single forever. (as long as I live in San Diego) (maybe all of California??)
... I feel like drowing my sorrows in a big fat bean and cheese burrito.