The wing-women is lie! I always heard that women make a good wing-man but I have to strongly disagree. Bolo, my roommate's brother was now treating our place like it was his weekend vacation spot. It was cool because Dill worked just about every weekend. I mentioned previously that Bolo was this muscle-bound dude; he got his from the dude in the picture. At times I questioned his decision making but now as I think about it Bolo may have been juicing because this dude would get mad so easily. One minute he is laughing and then the next he pissed off. I was just waiting for him to turn green and burst out of his shirt.
Bolo and I partied all over the place especially in DC. My problem was the drive back to Laurel which was about a 30 minute. I would ask this dude to stay up until we made it back home but by the time we hit the second block dude was snoring. Here is where things got very different. We met this group of girls that we labeled as the crew. The crew started out very cool. They would come over for gatherings and I would be the bartender like Tom Cruise in Cocktails. I was mixing some mean drinks but none of that not flipping or juggling bottles shit because I didn't want to crack head open. I would use the shaker and give this cheesy smile. My bartender face, what's up.
The problems began when I started notice that the crew was popping over just about every Saturday. They would go to the club and then crash at my place afterwards. I was like damn dudes this is not a flop house. It got really bad when a couple of times I was entertaining a guest and sitting in the living room trying to watching a movie. All of sudden, I would hear a knock at the door then Bolo would answer it. Remember that I said the weekend vacation spot for him. Next I would hear a bunch of women voices entering my place. My guest would look at look at me like who are those girls. I tried to give this dopey look like I don't know them. Then of course one of them went into the kitchen and said hi Greg. No way of playing that off.
The apartment was the party and after party spot now to the crew but they did introduce me to a few of their friends. One of them we hung out a few times but nothing to serious and I started to get the feeling that she was crazy. I now have a six sense for but that is another story. I asked the crew why they did not tell me that shortly was a little off. The reply was they knew but they told her about me and she kept asking to meet. Well this time I thought that I was being smart. I was entertaining again but instead of the living room, I decided to watch a movie in the bedroom just in-case of any unexpected guess. You know it happened and that friend was with them too. She heard that I was entertaining and tried to pick the lock to my door with a screwdriver until they escorted her from the premises. Bolo said that screamed some not so kind words and claim that she was going to stab me. I thanked Bolo and the crew because now I had the fear of being poked in the ribs. Anyway one of the crew had their very own house party and then it happened I saw her schoolmate. We were inside but her hair was blowing in the wind and she was basking on her own light. We talked for the remaining of the party, she said just got out of a very long relationship. I felt no need to charm or my flirtation one liners that I had added to my game. She even passed my crazy test. At the point, I was carrying those ink blots test that they use to evaluate people. Ok, that may be a little extreme but she passed the crazies. At the end of the party, I did not go for the number because I thought the crew would take of their boy. That is how you do it, G.A.M.E. Mind you that they had introduce me several of their friend that I went out with. They were ok but I wasn't feeling any of them. Hell that is probably the reason that one wanted to stab me because I went out with their other friends too. Sorry to get off track there but I just knew that I was in there with girl from the party. The crew showed up the next weekend as usually and I asked them the question. They said that she said I was nice, a little too nice to believe but since she got out of a relationship she did not want to start anything seriously. I understood that but I asked the crew a question of why your other friends were so intrigued to meet me. Their reply and I have to quote this shit "we told them that we hand out at this nice looking guy place that likes to party, he's a little on the wild side and very friendly with the ladies". So after a short pause, I asked them so what exactly did you say to the girl from the party. Another quote, "yeah, he is one of the nicest guys out there". WTF, I immediate pointed to the door and told them to leave. They thought it was a joke until I open the door and you know the rest. Once again, the wing-women are a myth and they are not the best wing-man.
Juan Carlos
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