Haha alright here it is
So.... I went to average joes(a bar like 2 min from my apt) by myself for dinner and some drinks while i watched hockey, and unfortunately my phone died. Well just as I was wrapping my night up some girl sat down and started talking to me and asked me if I wanted to come out and talk while she smoked and I said yeah. Well our conversation led to her asking me to go to a bar downtown and I said sure.
Still didn't know her name while she drove me downtown, i remember saying i was 26 and she's like oh im 25, she said it way too fast so i knew she was lying. Anywho I meet her friends a buncha vodka soda drinking hipsters... and they talked about how they graduated college in '05, so i whipped up some mathematical skills and was like damn she's 32! So here I am stuck downtown with this girl who's my only ride home...
I'm going to be honest she wasn't impressive or anything, like a 4, so instinctively i boozed harder(knob creek and budweiser) to morph her to a 7ish well.... ended up boozing too much...
Next thing I remember we were sitting at a table me her and her two friends and I'm not gonna lie it's unclear how this went down but at some point I just stood up(don't know if I said bye or cya or anything) paid my tab, walked out of the bar. I remember snow hitting my face(cuz it was snowing) then I woke up on the floor of my office under my desk at 4:30am, a mile away. Musta went there cuZ my phone died and that's the only place I could charge it to get a cab. I stood up, got my bearing on where I was, yacked in the bathroom and road home via uber. Still have no idea who the chic is lol Apparently I got in the office at 145 and slept three hours...
So saturday night I learned: if you're at a bar and about to go home, just go home. Less she's an 8 or greater.