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This weekend I did something interesting. I went to a wedding. Here's the twist: I went as someone's date.
A few weeks ago, I was out with Abby and some friends. I was going on and on about A) how much I love weddings and B) how great a date I am. (I dance; I'm good with strangers and old people; I get loaded, etc.) Unbeknownst to me, Abby had a wedding to go to and as I ended my rant, she asked me to go to this wedding with her. Having a completely empty social calendar and unable to refuse an open bar, I agreed.
But I have to clear something up. Despite my better efforts, Abby and I were going strictly as friends.
When she first asked me, I immediately thought, "This girl wants me to go to a five-hour open bar with her and then we're staying in a hotel room. We are going to have a baby." Several times I thought about bribing the concierge to "mistakenly" put us in a room with one king bed instead of our reserved room with two beds. But I couldn't bring myself to pull the trigger. Crap. I am such a gentleman.
I understood Abby's position. It's nice to have someone to talk to and even slow dance with.
It was a good time and I believe I lived up to my billing as "the greatest wedding date ever."
I'm pretty sure if Abby's not already in love with me, she will be in a matter of days if not minutes.
So what have we learned?
-Open bars are great (duh).
-"Surf and turf" are the three most beautiful words in the English language.
-I really want to get married.