So I get back home.(rainy, cold, northern california) walk into my local house of spirits, not one HELLLOOOO, WEEELLLLCUMMM!! I sit at the bar, order a drink for me, AND the lady sitting next to me. No introductions, I just bought her a frigging drink cuz I felt like it! The look I got made me feel like I should be on the MSNBC "TO CATCH A PREDATOR" WTF? am I not a hansum man or what? A bouncer is at the door kicking OUT all the pretty young girls...they have a bell BEHIND THE BAR they ring when THEY get a big tip...this is just all to confusing
