February 7, 2008

You know what sucks about seeing the bartender

of your favorite bar?

I feel like I can't go there casually anymore. For example, I kind of want to go there for lunch (their quesadillas are awesome). But I don't want to appear to be the chick who hangs out at her dude's work or anything. Or worse, the chick who stalks the bartender by hanging out at that bar.

Well, he's not actually working right now. I suppose I could slip in, have my lunch, read my book, and leave under the radar...

I still need to have the "I plan to hang out at the bar, but I'm not necessarily always there to see you..." talk. Sometimes I just really want to hang out there without it being about him.

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