It’s finally Friday and I personally could not be happier. I’m heading home for the weekend to see an old friend and hang out with my wang out. I’m so thankful to get away from the boys for the weekend, they’re driving me insane. Anth mentioned “having to put up with my bitchiness lately” after I told him I wasn’t home and couldn’t preheat the oven for him, like really? Assholes.
Anyway, has anyone been following this missing student case at Indiana University? I’ve never found myself reading up on these missing persons cases but this one has particularly caught my attention. I had a good friend from high school move to Indiana to work at IU after college, 2 summers ago Betty and I made the jaunt to visit her there and we went to this Kilroy’s Sports Bar that this girl was at the night she disappeared.
First I’ll say I wasn’t impressed with it, it was definitely a sketchy bar in a super sketchy area and we met sketchy people while we were there. My friend’s sister was visiting the same weekend and some how found these guys in from out of town. They said they had a cabin in the woods and we should all come back with them. Betty and I instantly said no but my friend and her sister wanted to smoke pot and these guys had it so of course they were all for it.
Eventually we got my friend and her sister to agree it wasn’t a good idea and tell the guys we were just going home. They insisted on giving us a ride to our car that was like a mile away maybe since it was raining out and all. I of course noticed that the driver was pounding shots all night saying how wasted he was who then insisted he was fine. We got in because we were stupid and thought what was the worst that could happen if they were just driving us down the street?
Me, Betty, my friend, and her sister were all in the back row of the Tahoe and there were 5-6 guys in the front and middle rows. The next thing I know they pass the car and head into the woods East of the city “toward their cabin.” I freaked out and started beating on the window with an umbrella that was in the back seat demanding they let us out. They refused to stop so I started screaming that I was calling the police if they didn’t let us out. Finally when I put the phone on speaker as I dialed 911 the guy pulled over and Betty, my friend and I all jumped out while her sister sat in the car and insisted on going to this cabin. Really?!! Dumbass. So we coaxed her out of the car and suddenly the guys wanted to be nice guys and were all, “We’re not leaving you in the middle of the woods.” And I’m all, “Well we’re not getting back in your damn car you creeps.” So they drove off and left us.
We walked a while to we made it to some Boy Scout post and I 411ed us a cab – that never came. After a while I called another one and finally at 5am one of them actually came. Scariest night of my life, hands down; I can only imagine what that poor girl has gone through. That night showed me how easy it would be to get abducted by someone and not even realize it until it was too late I was relatively sober and still felt helpless, I couldn’t even begin to imagine being as inebriated as the news articles are saying she was and have someone abduct you or have a friend harm you. Just wow. None the less, this girl has been on my mind a lot the past few weeks and I hope they find her soon safe and sound.
In other news…like Lucky mentioned yesterday, we did our single girl date night alone Wednesday night. My night started out a little rough but ended up an overall success I’d say. My whole plan was to go to this bar where I thought the wallstreet type hung out after work. I wandered around the building and only found a public transit station. Blah! (Which I drove by again today and there is definitely a bar there! I just don’t know how to get to it. Blast!)
Anyway, after 30 minutes of searching for a parking spot and another 30 wandering the downtown streets I finally came across a little pub attached to a non-franchise high class hotel. From the outside looking in all I saw were men in suits. Ba-ba-BINGO!
I walked in, told the hostess I’d sit at the bar, and made my way down the right side of the bar looking for a seat (the place was packed!) A (hot) guy jumped up and told me I could have his seat because he had been sitting all day, the seat was directly behind a giant pole, but who was I to complain? I thanked him, sat down, and ordered a glass of Merlot.
Then, the guy leans in over my shoulder and says, “I know I gave you my seat, but you have to promise not to have too great of a conversation with that pole.” I giggled and messed with my hair. I’m not good at flirting anymore, like what should I have said? Do you want to go next door and get a room? IDK! Then he asked if I was meeting anyone there. I told him no, that I was just stopping in for a drink after work to avoid the bad traffic. He told me I was a smart girl and then just lingered around for the next 10-15 minutes until he disappeared forever. During his lingering time the guy next to me offered to scoot down so the guy could sit next to me and he declined. Sad 😦 I feel like I should’ve made an attempt to keep the convo going, but I was so nervous!
The guy who was sitting next to me later apologized for offering the hot guy his seat. He claimed he thought we were together and that he thought the guy wanted to sit next to me. No, no, I’m not that cool. YET! Sighhhh…. It was a good first attempt at the Patti Stanger project, I guess.