I met some of the girls for coffee on Saturday morning after we all finished working. We had our usual Sex and the City conversations about who is seeing who and all the latest gossip. We talked about Boy #1 & Boy #2, Cop Guy, and The Boy; we never seem to use real names. Once we caught up, the topic of conversation turned to a new guy...the one we dubbed The Nordic. One my friends was being set up with The Nordic and asked me to come along as moral support.
I have only ever really been called in to active Wingman duty once before when the Midge asked me to drive up to Mass on Monday night to meet some guy after a hockey game. I had to field two gentlemen that night so she could have some alone time with her man. Feeling that I had successfully accomplished that task, I agreed to take on the role once again.
The plans were derived on Monday while everyone was at work and I was home sleeping on my couch . I didn't catch wind of them until yesterday morning. Mistake #1. I figured I would have plenty of time to head home after work to get cute before heading out. Unfortunately, the plan called for us to meet at a place close to work at 6 pm. There was no time to go home and change. I was was wearing barrettes. I repeat, barrettes...two of them. I looked about 12. This is not usually how I go out.
Barrettes and work clothes aside, I decided that I, as the Wingman, needed a Wingman. I didn't want to be talking to myself if the Nordic and the Pole hit it off so I recruited Palluko to join me. She was scheduled to work her second job but I made her call in sick, even offering to punch her in the stomach so her "sick voice" would be more convincing. Fortunately, she didn't need me to do this as she is dating the boss.
We were the first two to arrive. We grabbed seats at the empty bar, ordered our fancy martinis and waited for the rest of the party to arrive. We started talking about the Nordic. What if he was a big dork or hideously unattractive? As we often do, we started off on a tanget on the subject. Somewhere in the middle of our tirade, we noticed that a gentleman had joined us at the bar.
Since we were the only three in the small bar, we smiled at him and went on with our conversation. About five minutes later, one of the girls arrived and promptly introduced us to the gentleman. Apparently he was there to hang out with us as well. Palluko and I were both mildly embarrassed by this but figured it wasn't a big deal. We assumed this gentleman was Cop Guy, the guy my friend is seeing.
Here is the problem with nicknames. We didn't realize our mistake right off the bat because we did not know the Nordic's real name. We only knew him as the Nordic. About an hour into the evening, we started getting testy. Where was this guy? How dare he keep my friend waiting or even worse, not show? We voiced our concerns and were met with blank stares. This was the Nordic. What was the matter with us?
After we laughed for about 20 minutes about our case of mistaken identity, we decided to leave the detective work up to the Nordic and Cop Guy. We may be the worst wingmen ever.
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Yep, it was an insert foot into mouth kind of moment. All I kept thinking was, did we say anything highly inappropriate because with the two of us I am sure there was some midly inappropriate stuff, there usually is. Hopefully, he had no idea what we were talking about. I think he was more focused on his pleated pants to notice us!
He wasn't that bad. I thought the worst part was when he broke out a pen and paper to draw diagrams of what a router is. I tried to stop him but he wouldn't listen.
this guys sound like a gem...pleated pants and a techie geek! maybe it wasn't a bad thing that you were talking about him. you two do stink as wingmen though. You should be ashamed of yourselves.
I'm not going to lie, I am a little bit.
I will give the guy props because he came out by himself and attempted to hold his own with a bunch of loudmouthed chicks. That takes guts.
Yes, I just used props in a sentence.
I kinda disagree (Big surprise, huh) but, I think your wingmen status pretty much is non-existent if no other people show up... The point is to keep the others from getting bored and wanting to leave while the two interested parties try to work their mojo...
Plus, seeing the way this guy handled anything inappropriate that you may have said only gives your friend better insight as to what kind of guy he really is...
AND, the whole background of information was obviously never clearly understood (ie. who cop guy, guy 1, nordic were etc...) - So I say yous twos should still get another crack at being wingmen, women, persons... whatever...
ap...I'm starting to think that you are being contrary for the sake of being contrary since you enjoy getting abused by the McDougall girls! I will let you off with a warning today since we abused you so badly the other day. :)
But... I sided with them this time... sort of...haha... Wasn't I letting your lil' sis & her partner in crime off the hook here?
I thought my points were valid...
The point of having additional people there in order to be an official wingman is a solid point.
However, I have no control over the fact that the pleated pants, router loving Nordic had no friends. Wow, he really is not coming across well here.
We better stop talking about him because my friend is going out on a date with him next week.
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