West Village: 12:15AM
It’s Saturday and I’m a week into my no alcohol/caffeine experiment. I think I’ve adjusted at this point and the caffeine withdrawal symptoms have subsided. I feel clear headed and on point.
We have a great crowd for Veranda as usual and the music is great. The DJ does 15 minutes of classic reggae tunes and the crowd goes crazy.
A blonde European girl approaches me and says “Hey, how are you?” as if she knows me. I look at her with confusion.
She says she “met me 2 weeks ago here”and “I love your group of friends.” Now I’m usually pretty intoxicated while I’m here so I take her word for it and make her a drink. She has a friend with her, she is considerably less attractive but to be nice I make her a drink as well.
Then I see two guys appear behind them. I inform her that I only have drinks for girls she say’s “OK” as if she understands and starts taking hits off our hookah. I’m begining to feel a bit used but I try to be nice and chat up her friend. She mention’s something about being from Sweden. I nod.
Then I notice the lead blonde hand her drink to one of the guys. I grab her and tell her “I said the drinks are for you and your friend.” she says “oh I’m sorry, I gave him my drink” I reply “that’s not how this works” She apologizes again and goes back to hitting the hookah. My anger is growing…
I pull her aside and say give me your number so I can hit you up for parties in the future. She takes out her phone then says some bullshit about it not working and tells her unattractive friend to give me hers. Her friend enters it in and I immediately delete it. I am seething. I grab the hookah from the main girl and take a few hits. She goes to grab my friend’s hookah. I grab her hand and explain that it does not belong to us it belongs to him. She goes to ask him to have some.
At this point I have had just about enough from this random parasite. I tell her “Please leave my table” she looks at me dumbfounded “Why?.” I reply because “I don’t want you here.” She pleads with me for another minute not understanding why I am telling her to leave. She finally gives up and her friends venture off into the crowd.
I go back to socializing with my group. A random girl puts her empty bud light bottle on my table. This infuriates me for some reason. I need to relax. I take a hit of hookah.
Another random group of girls that I half recognize but can’t place how I know themcomes by the table. I am sure I have had them out with me before but their names escape me. One of them is really pretty and it seems like shes feeling me. However, I can barely hear her name over the music and I don’t remember if I have her number already or not and don’t want to ask in case I do. They leave after a half hour. Oh well. The rest of the night is cool but by 3:15am I have a headache and head out. We get lots of really great photos. Enjoy!