The Kicker

And, while I was out getting drunk to celebrate this momentous occasion, I got hit on by the waitress at Bar Louie.

I’m really, really bad at interpreting signals from people I suspect may or may not be hitting on me, but got confirmation that I wasn’t imagining that she was hitting on me from all six people that I went with, so I was happy.

I asked her when her next night on was (since I was WAY too chicken to ask for her number), and found out it will be Thursday night, so I have to go find out if she was hitting on me because she wanted a better tip or because she thought I was cute.

I figure either is possible, but it certainly couldn’t hurt to find out ;). Happy graduation to me, happy graduation to me…

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