Cultural anthropologist David Enos is about to let us in on a vision of modern romance. And it starts, like many a great modern romance, at everyone’s favorite ’80s-hip-hop-themed dive bar:
Bryn Cowlsey: “He took me to Double Dutch and we were having a really great time, he seemed totally into me, you know, giving me the eyes?”
Samantha Wheatley: Ooooooooh
Bryn Cowlsey: “Then he was like, ‘Let’s go to my place.’ And I’m like, ’Yes please’ because I know he really loves me, and he sent a text that said “I miss your eyes” yesterday. So that’s all totally game changer.”
Samantha Wheatley: Mmmmmm-hmmmmmm
Bryn Cowlsey: “So anyway, we get to his place and he’s like, ‘Want to watch the world cup?’ And I’m stoked because I love the world cup too. I’m like, ‘Goooaaaaaaaaaaal’, and like ‘Vuvuzela’. So he gets out a bottle of wine, super expensive wine, and I’m waiting for him to pour me a glass, you know, to be a gentleman and like, pour my glass.”
See how the drama unfolds here.
It’s amazing the little games she plays. Sure, the boy’s manners were lacking. But she demands to be treated like a lady. And in the face of a misstep, she writes a treatise in the vocabulary and maturity-level of a ninth grader. Where are her manners? Stuck in high school, perhaps.
Hate the game, don’t hate the game changer.
So she would have put out if he had poured her a drink? And to think I’ve been paying hookers in cash all these years. Game changer indeed!
so glad I’m married and don’t have to date the girls in this city
This joint reeks of Vagisil and Old Spice. A Marina bar in the Mission.