What is with the married girls?

Alright, since I'm on a roll here with the posting, I'll talk briefly about my Thursday night. My buddy Dave talked me into going out with him. The pitch was that his friend (a girl) and her friends were out and wanted to get a group together to go from bar to bar. This friend of his was fun to hang out with last time (when we stayed out dancing 'til 5:something-ish in the a.m.). :)

Now, it's not like I'm looking to be starting a new relationship of any kind, and I knew that this friend of his is engaged, so I figured that adds up to another one of those fun nights of harmless drinking and dancing. I guessed that her friends were probably of the female persuasion as well, so I convinced myself that it was a good chance to have a bit of fun and conversation, and to meet some new people.

Well, once we all met up on Whyte, two things became obvious. The first was that they were indeed female. The second was that they were both married (editor's note: that's two married girls and one engaged girl!). Not because their husbands were on duty or even being dragged along mind you, I only knew because of the hardware on the ring finger. Oh, and verrrrry shortly, a third realization was had by my faithful wingman and I: they were all a few drinks ahead of us.

We spent a couple of hours between a couple bars, doing our best to catch up by ordering a few wobbly-pops as time went by. Hey, dancing is tough work, have a beer! :)

Now, I'm a flirt, but to a point... I try to read signals and watch for cues, but I really get a kick out of flirting. I'll use looks and gestures, but usually won't resort to anything physical. But, if the girl is in a solid relationship such as a marriage, I'll keep a little more distance, it has proven to be a good choice for keeping me out of trouble. What is your angle on this one, what do you do?? Comment for me!

As I kept my distance from these forbidden fruits, I noticed that not everyone shared the same respect for the obvious signs. The girls themselves were happily dancing with and talking with other guys in what seemed to me to be a flirty fashion. I must have been right, because one of the mystery gentlemen invited one of our counterparts back to his place for a "party". This one girl managed to wander over to his car, lured away from our protection.

It made me think alot about what marriage must mean to different people. I find it very interesting to see what some people think is ok for themselves, and even to see what their friends think of what is happening to their friends. This post could probably trail off into my thoughts about evolution of our species and how I think dating and emotions tie back to our long history and genetics... But I'm gonna have to stop myself before I get outta control!

Anyway, to each their own, but from what I saw, for the readers at home... if you are thinking about being flirty, think ahead a little bit to what's going to happen next, and what you're going to do about it. And try to think about it before you start drinking! ;)

Well, it turned out that the girls were good enough friends to pull the one straggler back to reality and out of the clutches of those persuasive guys. At that point, after last call, we decided to swing the girls back over to Whyte for a cab (and maybe on to the next venue?) in a fashion Dave described as "herding cats" because of the womanly elegance that any girl would possess after about eight drinks. Then, they ditched us. I said good night, sir!