Wingman

Or is it more accurate to say "wingwoman"? Because that's what I did tonight. My job was to basically be the good seal of housekeeping, the person who vouches for a guy to make it safe for other girls to date. So, I hung out with my buddy Ace, (I didn't make that nickname up - those are the initials for his 3 names), from work. He asked if I'd come along for the Singles Martini Madness event happening on Columbus 72nd St.

First of all, we came way too early - but showing up in the first hour did mean that we could get half-price on a martini. And I've come to the conclusion that I don't like a dirty martini, which is essentially olive juice, vodka and 3 olives. Maybe it was the fact that it was served in a plastic cup, but it just didn't taste as good.

So we go into this basement club (plenty of exits, Mama, yes, I checked, like you've always taught me to), and there's a great dj mixing, and a dance floor, but of course, no one really dancing because people are hanging on the sides. Also, it's a bit early.

So we grab our drinks, and see there are some snacks -- don't ever have cold chicken wings or mozzarella sticks; it really doesn't taste that good. So Ace and I headed back up stairs as soon as we could and went for a restorative slice of pizza. After a slice, and a nice caffeine buzz with the help of Dr. Pepper, we braved the Singles Martini Madness again.

I will say one thing, for the first time ever, I actually did introduce myself to a guy and say "what's your sign?". Seriously. I actually said that because we were handed a sheet of paper and told to find someone who had the same zodiac sign, and list 2 things in common, and then submit for a raffle.

I'm sorry, but I didn't get that far....I got as far as finding a gemini, and an Aires, but that was about it. Basically, I spent the rest of the time dancing with Ace and by myself, and having a good time. I did get complimented on my dancing by another woman, but since I don't date women, well, I obviously didn't get her number.

Anyway, it was an interesting effort, but even for an outgoing person like myself, it's a lot of work to try and chat up people in an event like this. I think I'd rather stick to my approach of finding interesting activities (like hiking, skiing, softball, and the like) and meeting people that way. At least you're doing something, you have something to talk about, and then if there is a happy hour after already meeting, it's not nearly that intimidating.

Anyway, that's it from me.

Finally -- I just want to wish my friend Manong a very safe journey as he starts his tour of duty in Iraq next week!