We decided to hit up my usual bar for night one of this experiment. I got there a little early and ended up sitting next to a mailman, whom I'm going to refer to as Cliff from here on out (if you don't get this reference, do yourself a favor and watch more 80s sitcoms).

In spite of it being a Saturday night, the bar was pretty dead until about 11 pm. There was a cute guy at the end of the bar that I was too shy to talk to, but good ol' Cliff told him to come sit next to me. He still looked pretty good up close, but was a little quiet and had a slightly annoying laugh (which is not great if you happen to be a comedian).

I tried pointing out a few women to Eddie, but he found something wrong with almost every single one (too tall, too trashy, in costume, etc). After a few hours of walking up to random groups of girls and creeping them out, we decided to call it a night.

Looking back, I'm pretty sure they all thought we were swingers. Definitely something to work on technique-wise for the future.

Not a terrible result for our first time out. Bad Laugh and I have a date to shoot aliens with nerf guns in a haunted house on Friday (because why wait until after the first date for him to find out I'm a weirdo). I'll keep you all posted.