nipate baby kwenye bar,
uliza shorty what you're drinking,
you know you're rolling with a gentleman,
nauliza utapewa nini.
You know it amazes me that these days a gentleman is perceived asthe one who buys you drinks in the bar. Seriously? Tumefika hiyo stage? C'mon people, we all know that when a guy buys you a drink in the bar, he obviously wants something from you. The end goal is always to get you into his bed with your legs hoisted up in the air and by no means touching each other ;D .The only difference is the time frame. There's the guy who wants you TONIGHT! You know, chips-funga, or sausage-funga whichever way you look at it. Then there's the guy whose planning for the long haul, ultimate seducer. Oh, he wants you in his bed alright but he wants it to be available for a long time, whether relationship wise or not (preferably not) or whether its just you or a couple more girls in his phonebook. Be wary of this one because once he has you, its gonna take enough dramas, fights, wet pillow sessions, steamy sessions, burn-outs, chocolate binges and friends-up-in-arms before you get over him. All because he bought you that drink...
I'm not against being bought for drinks, hey its your/your parents hard-earned money and you're an adult. What you do with it is your business. However, I still feel a smidge of pity for some dudes. That rush to the ATM before you hit the streets, the bevy of beautiful girls you buy drinks for, the cries your wallet keeps making and then you don't even get lucky at the end of the night, damn! Doubt if I'd allow myself to go through all that.
| Poor wallet! |
Of late, after few hard-learned lessons and dude empathy, I'm against that whole being bought for a drink. When dudettes go out, they know their objectives: 1.drink 2.dance 3.flirt 4.not spend a dime 5. get laid 6.all of the above If a chick doesn't want to spend, believe me the minute you approach her, she'll be very receptive, regardless of whether anything's going down or not.(Remember, a chick knows whether she'll sleep with you within the first 10 minutes of meeting you). You become her moving ATM for the night, and the drinks will be flowing on your tab. I don't know whether that's being a gentleman or a dufus.
Picture this: Venue: Club Time: 2 in the a.m (Whad up! whad up!) Me at the bar, busy looking at the drink list making a decision and just as you're about to order, Dude A saunters up, " Hi, let me buy you that drink," WHAT TO DO? Diana of old---> Smile, "why, thank you " and move aside, let the gentleman take care of the bill. Diana of now----> Smile,"no, thank you" and proceed to buy my drink in peace. Why would DeeDee be so dumb as to refuse drinks? For heaven sake, you could have saved a few hundreds! Yeah I would have, but I'd rather spend all my money than lose my peace of mind. I know that once I agree to be bought for a drink by the said gentleman, I will be hounded all over the club by this guy like I owe him something or worse, he'll just keep buying drinks till he carries me home with least resistance, caveman style, the modern version.
| See! |
Of course some men use that drink thing as a way to break the ice. You know what I'm talking about. Ye old " Excuse me maam, the gentleman from that table would like to buy your next drink" Sounds so smooth. Point to note: Always get the waiter to do the donkey work for you. If she accepts, permission to go to her table granted, but you add a little bit of mystery if you don't.If she thinks you're attractive, she'll come to you, trust me. If she declines, well... I don't know, chalk it up as fail or go to her table and demand to know why.... that scene will be priceless, ignore my last advice, my sadistic nature cropped up.
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